Category: Dream
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Dream Journal: 2016-07-01.01
Once upon a dream I had a crystal car that was mostly clear amber in hue. (Dream logic. Go figure.) A person wanted the crystal car and kept badgering me about giving it. Nope. Fuck you.
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Dream Journal: 2016-06-28.01
Today at work there is going to be a Very Important Meeting, of which I attend as cat-herder, presenter, and minutes-taker. I do everything but vote on what is presented, which the homeowners should be grateful for, because I would have a custom stamp for “YOUR RULES SEZ NO”, “Special Snowflake Statue: DENIED WITH PREJUDICE”, and “The Committee…
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Dream Journal: 2016-06-26.01
Me: “I was willing to attribute the fucked fortune cookie and the cold coffee to happenstance, because shit happens. But when the computer locks up, and a passing coworker says out the blue that I have the worst luck… and when I order bacon on my sandwich and the server says they’re having bad luck…
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Dream Journal: 2016-06-24.01
Yesterday I started the challenge of the Inverse Fortune. Today I noticed the individually wrapped fortune cookie I got with lunch yesterday was broken. The clear wrapper was still sealed but it was clear there was no fortune slip included. The slip from the previous fortune cookie? “You are wise to keep your eyes wide…
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Dream Journal: 2016-06-23.01
Inverse Strength is the embodiment of the adage that “Too much of a good thing, isn’t.” Facing this card meant facing myself and one of my major weaknesses. I don’t know when I’m holding on to the wrong thing. I don’t know when to let go. I noted how the Inverse Strength is similar to…
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Dream Journal: 2016-06-20.01
The understanding of the Inverse Hanged Man came in a flash. Once I was able to describe the feels he was giving me, I saw him clap his hands like a teacher proud of his student. He placed his card between my fingers and surrendered to it before I could even begin to speak.
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Dream Journal: 2016-06-19.01
It starts in a nightclub with Harlequin who says “Remember that one time you…” and recites a dream I had regarding a Tumblrite (though that dream was publicized with his permission, I’m kinda anxious naming it here for some reason).
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Dream Journal: 2016-06-18.01
“Remember this place?” “… I was named here. That was a noisy busy day, and now it’s so quiet.” “Have you forgotten how to be quiet?” “I have.” “Remember here.”
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Dream Journal: 2016-06-17.01
The black rosary appeared in my left hand, wrapped loosely around my fingers. The spectral breeze carried the scent of fresh sweet water. “Not yet, Mary. I’m to the Hanged Man in that deck, and I still have cards I could confuse with you left to confront. When I am finally able to give you…