Category: Dream
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Dream Journal: 2016-01-02.01
It was a lovely bright day to go to the park. Not uncomfortably warm and not uncomfortably cool. Not overly breezy and not suffocatingly still. A few people were scattered throughout but not so close to the path that it felt intrusive. A nice day to go to the park. Except who is this person…
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Dream Journal: 2016-01-01.01
I finally had a chance to sit down and review the ending portion of yesterday’s dream. Each time I brought to memory the cards in my hands before the alarm clock interrupted me, I found the images remained the same but with one additional detail that did not make it into the rendition of the…
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Dream Journal: 2015-12-31.01
I don’t know this guy. I just know his type. Driving a large black truck with bright stickers showing his loyalty to profit-blinded corporations that tell him what it means to be a Real Man™, he kept trying to intimidate me by driving around my block.
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Dream Journal: 2015-12-30.01
“Three white crows perched in wind-blasted pines near the peak of an otherwise desolate mountaintop observed my ungraceful entrance with judgemental silence.”
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Dream Journal: 2015-12-25.01
The dream itself occurred yesterday, but the fullness of it did not strike me until today. It started off with me standing in a cave somewhere in what we now call “France” but somewhen far before what we call “now”. I am watching small hands draw out an image on the wall. Even with the…
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Dream Journal: 2015-12-21.01
Esse and I stood facing each other without speaking. I was armed and presenting to make a Minbari grin though I wore a stoic face to hide my nervousness. He remained cloaked and nearly completely hidden. The huge boulder in the middle of the petrified forest was the only witness between us.
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Dream Journal: 2015-12-13.01
Was playing poker with tarot cards (Minors only, this time), with an engaging and homely gentleman in a chocolate brown pinstripe suit. The winning hand would be interpreted as a divination throw for someone the suited gentleman had in mind but would not identify. It was quite interesting to be used as the hand of…
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Dream Journal: 2015-12-12.01
So last night I dreamt I had to go outside for some bum-fuck reason at midnight, and upon doing so, I looked up into the cloudless night sky. There, directly above me at the moment of astronomical midnight, was the New Moon. It was backlit as if it were a solar eclipse, but the light…
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Dream Journal: 2015-12-11.01
“May I?” I handed over the length of time polished stone. As long as my hand and slightly thicker than the same, the gem would be a museum piece if I was awake. Ke looked over the gem carefully. “You know this does exist physically.”
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Dream Journal: 2015-11-28.01
“Hello, Black Jack.” Huh? I closed my eyes for five hot seconds and now there is a presence across my computer desk where the monitor (and behind it, the wall) should be. “Malphas?” No one else calls me that but him… or an imposter. “Prove it.”, I demanded.