Category: Dream
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Dream Journal: 2012-01-15.01
For the past three days, if I close my eyes for more than five hot seconds, the following things come to mind. Where at first it was like a half-forgotten movie scene, now it is more an intrusive and overwhelming vision. Black shawl. Fire. Handful of suspicious powder. A sharp blade. Some strong shit. Some…
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A Meeting Of Fellows
… The door handle rattles. A shadow dominates just without the entrance. More rattling of the handle, with a barely gentle push on the locked door. The rattle ceases. Above the handle, the lock glows with a sudden red scribble of light. The door opens.
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Dream Journal: 2012-01-07.01
She ripped my eye from my face. When I reached up to grab her, she scraped the skin off my hand as well. I fell down on the salt flats, screaming in pain. I yelled at her to give them back. “You won’t miss them. You weren’t using them anyway.” She started to walk away…
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Dream Journal: 2012-01-02.01
It’s a dream. Of course it’s going to be over the top. Of course it’s going to be masturbation of the ego. Most of my dreams are 95% full of absolute bullshit and never-could-happen scenarios. But they are worth sifting through for that 5% of insight that I need in the waking world. The previous…
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Coda: The Beginning Finale
Another set of recurring dreams. Not as wide a variety of scenarios as the last set of iterations. This grouping is precision shot, not shotgun luck. They’ve been repeating for a few weeks now, with the past few days finding the dreams spilling over into the day and appearing in idle moments. The last set…
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Skin Deep
We were sitting side by side, my friend and I, watching the campfire outside my lair in silent contentment. He was playing around with his latest trick, and unnerving me completely in the process. He teased me about it, noting that only his appearance had changed, so why was I upset? I turned to try…
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The Bloom of the Lotus Eye
The water came up to my waist, As I sat in the cool clinging mud. In my hands was a growing lotus, Not yet ready to emerge from its bud. The roots grew over my crossed legs, Around waist and up my covered chest. Draped over my back and arms, Over my head they crowned…
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Jupiter’s Wink
Late last night, I took out the trash as part of my Before Bed habits. The cold wind quickly stripped my T-shirted self of warmth as I dashed around to the trashcans. Turning my back to the wind for a moment, I looked up to see the Moon shining quite bright above me, and Jupiter…
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The Fledgling
I entered the dream walking from the wilderness to the fire before my lair. I was looking forward to getting some sleep and wanted my mind to be as comfortable as my sleeping body in my room. I was met at the fire by Snake, who had been on his own adventures and was resting…
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The Exosuit
It looks like a suit of armor. Dark matte colors and unforgiving curved surfaces abound. The cloth sheathing is crumpled in the corner. I’m in the mechanic’s bay of my lab, there is no need to proclaim where my loyalty lies, as I’m the only one here. The bare exosuit hangs from anchors in the…