Category: Dream
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Dream Journal: 2017-02-23.01
It was a dream. There was a coffeeshop. Late in the day with only a scattering of politely disinterested people. College student crowd but not college student ages. There was a comfy chair. I had snagged it and was relaxing in comfort with working headphones and an intriguing book. Not far away was a small…
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Another Knot in the Path
No more excuses. I need to start tying up loose ends before I get caught and strangled by them. I reached out to [Merciful Mother] Mary and asked permission to enter Binah for a proper run across the Path of Daleth that she described as ascending the holy mountain to meet her husband. (She is,…
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Dream Journal: 2017-02-18.01
My hubris caught up with me and I took a nap this afternoon. I dreamt of an oil well rig being set up in the middle of Fuck You County (some back-ass part of Texas) in an area that the First Nations peoples had warned was No Good™. The first week of drilling was one…
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Dream Journal: 2017-02-17.02
I closed my eyes for five hot seconds and found myself in a conversation with something I could only describe as a shadow. The slip into the audio only vision was so smooth, I did not realize it was happening until it was over. “Every Catholic family has saints.” “There’s a generational gap. My parents…
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Dream Journal: 2017-02-17.01
In a long standing tradition of doing one onerous task to distract myself from another onerous task, I actually attempted to climb that damn holy mountain (Path of Daleth). So a funny thing happened on the way to enlightenment… All I remember is being curled up in a fetal position on the flooded “ground” of Binah,…
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Dream Journal: 2017-02-15.01
I see the rosary first. The loop is entwined between fingers and over hands clasped together in a solid grip as if for prayer. The pendant of the crucifix hangs over the knuckles in a way that strikes me at first as an apotropaic amulet, then as a visual censer, and lastly as a key to…
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Dream Journal: 2017-02-12.01
“That’s stupid! You’re stupid! This is all STUPID AS HECK!” The boy wrenched himself away from the man dragging him towards the brightly colored camp. He left his brightly hued head cloth in the furious man’s grip as he stuck his tongue out in disrespect and turned to run away.
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Earth[in] Blood
There is [wine] in the cup. The foamy surface clings to itself and the cup and the flesh that tested its integrity and strength.
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Spiritual Journal: 2017-02-10.01
If Gordon White’s podcast “Talking Magical Realism, Curanderismo & Empire with Jesse Hathaway Diaz” had dropped this time last year, I would have flung the phone out the window and sulked off to as savage an anti-Christian position as I could physically and emotionally get.
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Dream Journal: 2017-02-08.01
“You’ve been following me for fucking weeks! What the fucking hell do you want?!”