Author: Keri

  • Dream: Brew & Stones

    It’s a lovely summer day. That lazy moment between morning and high day. The river burbles at me, gossiping of all the fish I’m supposed to be catching. The hook was set, the line was cast, and the pole is wedged between rocks along the bank. The bait was nibbled off long ago. I’m too…

  • Dream: Beer & Bikers

    Movement. Strange colors approach and quickly pass to fade behind me. Vibration. Loudly felt and loudly heard. Am I asleep? A sharp discordant sound wakes me fully and I swerve quickly into the empty neighboring lane. Bah! I was falling asleep on my motorbike! Above me the stars twinkled in gossip. On my right, the…

  • A Memorial Day Telling

    Once upon a time, I was an Army servicewoman. I had enlisted shortly before Persian Gulf Conflict #1, but as a female, it was a certainty that I would never see “action”. During the midst of the troubles, I had managed to score some leave time and flew home to see my parents. I packed…

  • Dream: The Wheel

    Think of the Fortune card from the Thoth tarot. See the wheel? See the triangle behind it? See the vivid blue of the card’s background? My first awareness is movement. I am moving consistently forward and consistently moving to the right. I open my eyes, and see I am sitting on the hub of a…

  • Rage Dump: Incoherent Temper Tantrum

    Spent the afternoon writing essays, poems, and monologues. I aimed to post a few here. Sat down at the keyboard and froze. Fear. Fear of being laughed at. Fear of someone raging/trolling on the hint of vulnerability I have exposed. Fear of speaking my opinion and watching helplessly as someone shits on it with a…

  • Crowley: Liber ABA, Book Four, Part II

    THERE are seven keys to the great gate, Being eight in one and one in eight. First, let the body of thee be still, Bound by the cerements of will, Corpse-rigid; thus thou mayst abort The fidget-babes that tease the thought. Next, let the breath-rhythm be low, Easy, regular, and slow; So that thy being…

  • Journal: May 8, 2010, 12:45. Venus

    The vision incurred by stepping where I had no business to. Venus, Bright Star of Heaven, Glory of Womanhood! She did embrace me completely and sweep me up into her wake. As Hathor did I speak the words of Venus. She draped her light about my arms as a feathered cloak, and the Uraeus upon…

  • Dream: What’s in a Name?

    While journeying over There, I was challenged by a warden of sorts. He demanded to know who I was. He didn’t care where I was going or who I was going to see. All that mattered was “Who are you?”. I gave him no name. No grand title nor position nor nickname nor nomenclature. Instead,…

  • Dream: A Little Math

    Had a horrid dream last night. I had to workout a math equation in my head. The more I focused on it, the greater the surrounding darkness tried to stop me. If I diverted my attention to defending myself, the numbers slipped away and I had to start over. I got to the point where…

  • Dream: PSA

    I was a teacher at a school. Just caught a kid trying to sneak drugs into the class to sell. Made him stand out in the hall. We just stood there, waiting for the police to show. He was bragging that nothing would happen to him, that he’d be back home that night. I was…