Category: Dream
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-12.01
It hit while I was at work. My attention was split and one part of me was updating logs and mailing response packets while the other part of me was [back in formerly forgotten territory]. When the vision didn’t end quickly, I excused myself and locked myself in the bathroom. The singing in my blood…
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-11.01
Dreamt the Prima Donna from work had a “friend” visit the workplace. This “friend” was a psychic diviner who went around sticking her nose in other people’s business. Everyone else just humored the women because no one wanted to be a killjoy but the psychic was talking out her ass and saying things that right…
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-10.01
“I am on trial for another man’s sins. His guilty woman’s were the hands that pushed me in. Let Heaven and Hell witness this innocent plea. For neither God nor the Devil can condemn me.
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-07.01
There’s a reason why I waited until sunset before calling on the Inverse Sun’s power to deal with the Inverse Moon. That particular servitor, despite being based on a tarot archetype, is very much tied to the physical environment. During daylight hours, the Inverse Sun could affect my physical environment (unusually high UV levels, unusually…
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-04.01
Me: Ready to roll? Inverse Moon: Fuck off.
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-02.01
The Inverse Moon is fucking with my [normal] dreams. Called it out on the carpet in a lucid moment once I realized it was actively working against me and received the opposite of the reception I received from the Inverse Sun. It doesn’t like me. That’s okay. This isn’t a popularity contest. I’ll be on…
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-01.01
Dreamt I was called in by a “spiritual, not religious” family to see to their child’s illness. The child was not responding to traditional medicine, and more than a few medical practitioners had quietly whispered “foul spirit” as they walked past the mother. The father wanted to send his son off to a very expensive hospital for…
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Dream Journal: 2016-04-25.01
“I’m supposed to be meditating.” I knew damn well meditation for the day was over. He had pulled me out of my head and I couldn’t even feel my physical body anymore. “You’re supposed to be paying attention.” Snark is good. Snark means I haven’t fucked up, too much.
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Dream Journal: 2016-04-18.01
“Wha cha doin?” I was seated at a table with copious notes sprawled out over it. Diagrams, charts, and texts with scribbles in the margins were several layers deep. “Trying to figure out a thing.” “Can I help?” I looked up. Sunchaser’s black face was split by a wide toothy grin. “Not yet. You’re on my list…
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Dream Journal: 2016-04-16.01
Wednesday evening on the drive home: Oh look, those clouds look like a FUCKING HUGE CANINE DEVOURING THE SUN! … Neat. My, what big teeth you have. Aw, now the sun is its eye. How adorable! Bye, doggy!