Category: Dream
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Dream Journal: 2015-01-09.01
“You can’t be here! You’re not authorized! You don’t have the papers! You don’t even have the secret key! You can’t be here! NOW GO AWAY!” The angry man waved his arms as if he could scare away small birds. The layers of robes hung flaccid from his arms, and the weight of all the…
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Path of Teth: Retrieving the Wand
Sitting down and reviewing past events, I realize that I have been intentionally finding excuses not to go after the wand. Fear about dealing with angels. Fear about not being sure what I’ll find. Fear about the unknown in general. Fear about being wrong and that I’m just deluding myself. Fuck fear. If I do…
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Dream Journal: 2015-01-04.01
Dreamt of a MMO pacifist guild called “Sisters of Joy”. All were clerics, spec’d to a pure Holy tree. They had a pink tabard, and most of the toons were female. As a guild, they specialized in crafting cloth armor, bandages, and bags. Their mounts were unicorns and they looked absolutely adorable. The hardcore PvP…
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Dream Journal: 2015-01-03.02
The people moved aimlessly across the compacted desert. If you ignored their humanity, it was like watching Brownian motion on a two-dimensional surface. Strangely captivating to watch. Everyone was naked. Most appeared over the age of thirty. Some appeared gaunt and underweight. Some appeared buff and in the height of health. Most were distinguished by…
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Dream Journal: 2015-01-03.01
The dream opens with me getting my ass chewed out by someone that thought they were my superior. While she paced back and forth detailing my lack of duty to her, someone of her rank, and someone in her position, I was reading the papers she had left exposed on her desk. Being able to…
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Dream Journal: 2015-01-02.01
“Mind the counter for me, please? I really, really gotta go!” The clerk was doing the dance that toddlers do best. I figured this wouldn’t take but a few minutes, so I said if he was willing to risk it, I’d be game. “Thanks! All the barcodes are accurate and show the name of the thing…
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Quite Simple, Actually
The other day I managed to break the script the Fearless Legion followed in welcoming (and ejecting) me from their realm. While their commander brought the encounter to its predictable end (and in a snap, at that), I did not leave empty handed. If I was going to go through the Warring Fields of Geburah…
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Dream Journal: 2014-12-28.01
For several weeks now I have been trying to access the Warring Fields of Geburah in an attempt to retrieve [the dream version of] my wand from the Path of Teth. Each time I entered the fields, I am quickly ejected by a series of fists greeting my face. Not this time.
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Path of Teth update: 2014-12-21.01
Every time I set out to get my [dream version of the] wand back from the Path of Teth, something always fucking happens, and I am either kicked out of the process or prevented from even starting in the first place. This post serves no other purpose than to profusely bitch about it while laughing because…
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Dream Journal: 2014-12-21.01
I was the proprietor of a small witchy/occult/woo supply store that had all the usual stuff you’d expect and some stuff you wouldn’t expect and some stuff that if you had to ask if I had it, I didn’t have it, but if you knew I had it, it was for sale as long as…