Category: Dream
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Dream Journal: 2016-11-23.01
Remember my suspicions that “my” [Merciful Mother] Mary was something else wearing that face so I could interact with her and without fear? All the clues about her identity was written publicly. It just took sifting through two years of scattered shitposts to put them together. (The final clue was her insistence I meet her…
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Dream Journal: 2016-11-21.01
Harlequin dragged my ass back to the night club. When I realized where I was at, I found I had already claimed one of the upper floor booths to sulk in. “Come down! Have some fun! You need to lighten up a bit!” My response started and ended with two familiar words. “Fuck you.”
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Dream Journal: 2016-11-20.01
It was a surprise gathering of “spirit workers” from all over the world and representatives of otherworldly entities. They all came to Harlequin’s nightclub but I was not yet lucid to recognize this. No more than any given two or three people knew the same language. When it came to spiritual matters, each had their…
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Dream Journal: 2016-11-19.01
“Om mani padme hum.” Sometimes on my meditations, I slip sideways instead of staying in my own head. I’m still not able to hold position with a completely “empty” mind as my thoughts run off in every conceivable (and inconceivable) direction immediately. Focusing on the breath does help, but focusing on a mantra brings my…
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Dream Journal: 2016-11-18.01
For two nights in a row, I have wrestled with an angel. Shuddering in that classic pose of interlocked hands pushing against each other as the ground is tilled with our feet. I have woken up with strained shoulders and spasming muscles that make me wonder if I have been fitting in my sleep again.
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A Deal with the Devil
(Despite the date of posting, this happened the evening of November 11th, 2016. At the time, I was under a command not to speak or write of certain things until after the full moon on November 14th. It has taken me two days to write this up.) Long nailed fingers tented in satisfaction before eyes…
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Dream Journal: 2016-11-14.01
I sipped the tea and hoped to find the right words to say as it curled around my tongue. “It’s kinda hard to be excited for finding a scenario that fits the clues given, when you have already plainly admitted to feeding me false information before.” Malphas tented his fingers before his face and subtly…
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Dream Journal: 2016-11-13.01
It was an all night ordeal to recover that portion of the dream hidden by fright. I would step into the memory, get side tracked, scream bloody murder then start over again. And all along the way, I would fall into other dreams when I lost my focus and/or my lucidity. I had to resolve…
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Dream Journal: 2016-11-12.01
Did I just make a deal with the Devil? My body had all the tells of shitte going down. My eyes registered morning light in my room, but I was not able to process it fully. My memory had a disturbing gap that was preceded by an even more disturbing action.
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Dream Journal: 2016-11-11.01
Dreamt I was chilling with a mighty and terrible spirit. It was letting me snooze on it. I remarked that it was so still, I looked like a vulnerable adventurer lying exposed on a rock face. Perfect bait, yes? It chuckled in agreement.