The Cousin of Death Helps My Mind Flourish: Volume II

By Jordan Robinson

Same as the short description but at the end of the day it's a look at my life.Hopefully other people enjoy but I cant wait to read these books again when I'm at Volume 5.So the long description is just dreams poetry and what was going on in my life in a year time-span.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Oct 16, 2021
• ISBN: 9781667801827

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I thank everyone who picked up a copy of this book which is dedicated to my Grandmother Betty Lou.

Catalogue of Contents

Prologue

Chapter 1: Boolin’ In Italy

Chapter 2: TRANSITION

Chapter 3: i don’t wanna be here, but i wanna see how it ends…

Chapter 4: The Commonwealth

An Index for the Analytical

Prologue

Good day folks, my name is Apollo, God of the Sun and light. I am the son of Zeus, and I will be your guide through this goofball Jordan Robinson’s subconscious. Last year was the beginning of the journey that has yet to end. This book will log all dreams from July of 2020 until June 9th of 2021.If you haven’t read the first Volume that’s perfectly fine. Just know a lot has changed since then. Hopefully, I can fill the shoes that my father left before me. Some things are still here, and I’ll be here to explain certain gaps in dreams and the new surprises that I personally helped with. I hope y’all are ready. Enjoy.

*Quick side note everybody Jordan doesn’t remember dreams well when depressed or stressed tf out, so there naturally will be gaps between some dreams. Also, if you have any questions there’s an index at the end to help clarify things.

Cats-Just means a dude or homie I know.

NSFW-Not Safe For Work, but don’t worry I ain’t gone be too graphic.

Twofer-Two Dreams

Three’s a Crowd-Three Dreams

Quadruplets-Four Dreams

Inception-Just like the movie I had a dream within a dream.

WMITD-What Might’ve Inspired This Dream

Boolin’-Not a real word, just something I say. It means chilling.

Chapter 1: Boolin’ In Italy

July 1st,2020-Italy

A mother finds out her son can teleport while shopping at the grocery store.

July 8th,2020

I am learning about grief in a classroom with Hilary and Lopez through a jeopardy game, and how to effectively use it when writing.

July 9th,2020

I’m in a bar with a member of the Mafia. We are sitting in a booth in the corner of the bar discussing how to launder money. Our conversation continues about how to get loans from certain people throughout the city, and how loans work in the underground.

July 12,2020

Dream starts with one of my boys, Aunts driving a bus full of Marines and I to this huge dinner. It’s one of them expensive ass tour buses and it’s blue and red. I was sitting in the back of the bus with my homie Larose. I remember her pulling out from a gas station and driving along the coast during sunset and this bus had some gas to it. We get to the place, and we all look dapper af. We arrived at about 7pm. Dinner is supposed to go until 9pm. While there something happens, and everybody must leave. While I’m packing up some white dude hands me some coloring markers, that look like the ones I used to color the dog for my first album. I pack those away and keep packing. While I’m doing that, I’m talking to these two chicks. One of them is Kylie and the other one is this Hispanic shawty I knew way back in the 80’s. Mid pack I get hungry and pull out two milks, like the ones we had in the school cafeteria, and a small circular container of Cinnamon Frosted Flakes. I open the lid and pour the milk into the container but it’s warm. I pour the second milk, but it’s Root Beer. While doing this I’m listening to Kylie talking about how she just got engaged and how her wedding is next week. The Hispanic chick was 33 weeks pregnant, but she chose to drink tonight because of something involving a miscarriage in her past. Anyway, after I listen to them, I’m dumb hype because I’m about to destroy this food. Well, it turns out I ate all the Cinnamon Frosted Flakes on the bus.

WMITD or What Might’ve Inspired this Dream

(I was eating a lot of Cinnamon Frosted Flakes in Italy for breakfast. This day in particular I also didn’t eat my cereal right when I got it for breakfast, and when I did, I didn’t refrigerate the milk and it was warm.)

July 13,2020

Really short dream because somebody woke me up, but I was in a park feeding geese when for some reason they started to attack me. Then one of the statues at the park came to life and started to attack the geese basically defending me.

WMITD-(I had seen a clip from Regular show when this same thing happened in Season 4 Ep.19)

July 14,2020

Were in this warehouse filled with gear. My Gunny is basically Mr. Hyde, from Dr. Jekyll and everybody in the S6 shop is taking turns to take him down. First up is Me and Guti. We lose off the jump and Guti gets thrown in a jail cell by Gunny. Then me and Hendo give it a try. Everybody else is still waiting to attack him in like a waiting area. We go back into the ring, and he starts charging at us. Hendo distracts him so I can go save Guti. He ends up knocking Gunny onto his back with a shovel and I save Guti. When we get