Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths
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Dream Journal: 2012-12-07.01
I have enough fragments to write the plot. But what fragments I have are not for public consumption. I feel a drive to fly some flags in the park. But what is written on them I will not explain. My neck is raw from where the lock rubbed against it. But I am too weak…
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Dream Journal: 2012-12-05.02
“Why do I have to do this?” I stood surrounded by pots of smouldering… stuff. Each pot holding a different substance, the smoke from them wrapping around me. “Because. You do.” She was waving a fan of feathers around me, making sure the smoke from each pot wafted through the feathers of my fledged form,…
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Dream Journal: 2012-12-05.01
Hey. Mountain terrace. Awesome. Fun times. Now that the seal is back, maybe I can put some of what I’ve learned into practice. I hear K* arrive and turn to greet kir.
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Dream Journal: 2012-12-02.02
“Baba? Are you okay?” The little hand on my knee brought me back to them. I held the weaving in my hands still, the unfinished netting held securely in my gnarled hands. “Baba?”
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Dream Journal: 2012-12-02.01
An atheist and a hard polytheist were having an argument. It started out with the atheist congratulating me for not having religious beliefs. He made this conclusion because I wore no religious symbols. I asked him to define “religion” and he started tearing into me for being a stupid cunt. He never did define religion.…
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Dream Journal: 2012-12-01.01
A lazy dream of playing cards at the park. Belle, Kanna, myself, and a person I can’t remember. Belle’s amethysts were a sparkling contrast to the shifting shadows across from her. Kanna’s fanciful rat kept watch from her shoulder, sneezing when Kanna played a card that broke our trick. In plain sight, we played our…
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A Mouth Full
“I will not surrender! I did not surrender to those dogs in Germany, and I will not surrender to whatever demon you are! I am a good Christian man, fully baptized and sealed from your unholy powers! I may be dead, but I am not yours!” Those watching fell silent as Nathan made his verbal…
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Dream Journal: 2012-11-30.02
My first attempt to go to the Boneyard today was to have a certain thing purged from me, if possible. There is… baggage… that I do not feel strong enough to carry anymore. Not after this morning’s bullshit. I wound up in a contrived scenario, a daydream, but it wasn’t mine. It felt like mine,…
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Dream Journal: 2012-11-30.01
The long week caught up with me and I dropped into deep sleep at once. When I finally did come up for dreams, I found myself working at a coffee bar in a hospital. There were rumors of the world ending but we didn’t have time to debunk them. Business was booming and customers were…
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Dream Journal: 2012-11-29.01
K* was waiting at the mountain terrace. “Remember what was here?” I did. “Remember what never left.” I understood.
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