Category: Dream
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Dream Journal: 2015-10-04.01
It started with a private tarot reading in the home of the client. While the deck’s message to the client was encouraging and only slightly chiding, the deck’s private message to me was I should go straight home at once and not look “to the left nor to the right”. As I was paid (in…
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Dream Journal: 2015-09-07.01
There was an open-invite party at the tomb of the woman whose statue had to be put back together before she could move on. I would not have known about the shindig, except a hummingbird courier was sent to me with news of the celebration and a strongly worded suggestion to attend incognito.
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Dream Journal: 2015-08-29.01
Dreamt a person successfully compelled me to do a thing for them. The thing is something I usually need to be told not to do, so it was surprising that the person went all out to formally bind me into doing the thing. All was fun and games until I answered the summons and found…
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Dream Journal: 2015-08-25.01
It was supposed to be a nice relaxing evening. A lazy one, where I could just close my eyes and float without getting entangled in any otherworld politics or having unexpected guests drop by. So when I felt the first tugs from a place I had not visited in a long while, I was intrigued,…
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Dream Journal: 2015-08-10.01
Dreamt I was in a homogenizing environment. Anyone that entered it would lose their sense of self and their free will. They would become drones of the environment and never leave.
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Dream Journal: 2015-08-06.01
Wasn’t even mad, bro! It was fucking hilarious! Phalli going out of where the person had been bitten. (Eh, tw: body horror? Phallus dentata.) A giant ten-boner thing that rolled like a sea urchin and crushed cars in its wake. The creator of these creatures laughing that he is going to rule the world with the…
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Dream Journal: 2015-08-04.01
I was called a monster. Yes. Yes, I am. But I am not what you should worry about. It is never the monstrum that destroys, but what is pushing it forward. I am a monster. And I am your last warning.
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Dream Journal: 2015-08-02.01
Me as I’m going through the shit: “I’m not going to write a single word of this. Nope. Ain’t a damn soul gonna know about this because there is no way to possibly convey all the nuances that is flooding my awareness without trivializing, compartmentalizing, or dismissing any of it and it’s all fucking important.” Me,…
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Dream Journal: 2015-08-01.01
Me: “Thank you for [doing the thing]. Especially since I said you didn’t have to follow through after I couldn’t keep my end.” Rummer John: “Nonsense. I promised you I would [do the thing], and that’s just what I did.”