Category: Dream
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Dream Journal: 2015-07-24.01
Spent part of the night arguing with a god (of course) about a pile of rocks. I had managed to get a thing because of the influence of this particular god and one other from a different pantheon. Every time I look that that thing, I see the coordinated efforts and am grateful for it.…
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Dream Journal: 2015-07-20.02
All I wanna admit in public is I stood at the headwaters and without thinking, I reached down and wet my fingers in the gushing flow. It was only when I tasted the sweetly bitter water that I realized who stood behind me. Chuckling.
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Dream Journal: 2015-07-20.01
Deep water lies still before me. Waiting for what always comes. As sure as the headwaters split the rock blocking it. As sure as the tide returns to the sea. As sure as the river flows to the ocean. As sure as it is waiting for me. Deep water lies still before me. Waiting for…
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Dream Journal: 2015-07-17.01
I dreamt… well… I dun wanna talk about that one. So lemme talk about this other interstitial one instead… Over this past winter, I did a thing under a completely different name. I had a lot of fun doing it. I learned some shit. But I was also reminded why certain boundaries had to be…
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Dream Journal: 2015-07-15.01
Last night’s dream featured the same shadow-me who was standing beside the old man, asking me over and over again, “What does it mean, to be me?”. Fine, bitch. Lemme try this and give you an answer.
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Dream Journal: 2015-07-13.01
Dreamt I showed up to a client’s house to do a series of tarot readings for him. I had brought all of my decks as requested. (All 7 of them, so many, I know.) He looked them over and admitted he only wanted to see them so he would know how my answers would be…
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Going A Head
I’m shuddering uncontrollably on the hard, cold surface. I see glowing markings along the top of the walls, just under the ceiling, and I recognize where I’m at. “Esse…” Cold hands rest on my shoulders. He leans over my head with his usual stony expression. “Long time no see.” He strokes my face, neck, and…
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Dream Journal: 2015-07-10.01
A short dream from last night. Quite straightforward and no (obvious) woo involved, but that it has stuck with me despite the chaos of the day usually means I’m missing something in plain sight. As the dream opens, I’m at work, having picked up my purse for some reason. In the purse were two rosaries,…
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Dream Journal: 2015-06-09.01
The Skeletal Flaming Pit Bull of Fuck You That’s My Pillow is gone. The state that I found him in last night was too much, even for his bravado. The manner of his death finally caught up with him, and it would be cruel to force him to remain in that last moment forever.
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Dream Journal: 2015-07-02.01
Dreamt I was summoned to appear before Kali (yea, that Kali). She appeared as she would in the microsecond her foot stepped upon her holy husband in his effort to calm her raging. So she was still fearsome, terrifying, and raving, but despite the exterior she was calm, calculating, and reasoned. She wanted to know…