Three Different Ways

Category: Dream

  • It Gnaws At Me

    I’m bothered. I can’t tell the difference between the past and the future. The direction the imagery in my dreams and journeys has taken is quite severe. But I can handle that. What’s unsettling is I’m seeing something like that connected with a person I know. And the implications are dire.

  • Ain’t This Some Shit

    The dream started as dreams do, with much theoretical randomness made manifest in shapes, sounds, and colors that have as much meaning as white noise. I knew it for what it was and allowed myself to bounce along the glittering and the spiraling with all that glorious Mad Hatter air. But there was a sense…

  • The Painful Messenger

    Ah migraines. I don’t get them as frequently as I used to, having learned how to deal with the myriad sources of stress in my life. I usually have means to bring them to heel once they have started, but the one that started yesterday just wouldn’t behave. The month of reduced sleep caught up…

  • I’ll Rest When I’m Dead

    The crush of work has eased up some, but still quite heavy. Most of my personal projects are completed. Can sleep easy now, but I’m still too tired to remember most of the dreams. Lemme close my eyes for a bit while the sun is shaded by this tree. Wait. I’m outside?

  • One Down, Five To Go

    I’m confused something fierce. You see, my magic (life?) path had changed recently. I won’t be going ceremonial for some time. There are other things that have to be attended to first. The ecstatic path pulls me more and more away from plays at, and bastardizations of, western grimoric magic into the liminal states of…

  • To Sleep, Perchance To Dream

    So I have some imagery rattling around this skull of mine, and I’ve got to write it down and capture it before I start mumbling as I do my day job. It probably doesn’t help that I’ve been so tired lately, I’ve stopped dreaming. I know most folk don’t care if they dream or not,…

  • Let Go

    Work is caught up. The roommates are out for the day. My daughter is attempting to break her fingers playing video games. Time to take a break, and take a much needed nap. It’s hard to wind down again. Thoughts of what I still need to do once the nap is over keep intruding. I…

  • Has The Dreamer Awoken?

    So hard, falling asleep. Perhaps it is from the past several weeks of too damn early mornings, and too damn late evenings. Even my nonsense dream count has faded. So trying to fall asleep, maybe I’m trying too hard. Because of the tensions in my house, I don’t feel safe. So I’m always on guard.…

  • Same Song, Different Instruments

    For the past twenty odd years, since I left the security of high school and ventured out into the maddening world, I have dreamed the same dream at least once a month. But I never recognized the dream. Because each time I dreamt it, the setting and roles I played would change, making it appear…

  • Three Different Initiations

    Well, I named the blog “Three Different Ways”, so I suppose it should be no surprise that it takes a lesson to appear in three different forms to get my attention.  I only wish I knew for sure what I was being initiated into.