Category: Dream
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Dream Journal: 2014-09-20.01
The dream started with a deck of cards that were mine by possession but I couldn’t make sense of them as the formal instructions directed. So I gave them away to someone that claimed they could. That someone laid out a whole deck spread following a very strict instruction and stumped themselves with it. They…
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Dream Journal: 2014-09-15.01
After bargaining with some carnivorous river folk for their leftovers, I brought “Boss” something to eat. Along the way, I realized I identified him in error. If he was a ghoul, he would have had neither a fleshy beating heart for me to grasp, nor a soul to tremble in fear. But he still set…
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Dream Journal: 2014-09-14.01
The Envoy calls Weaver back to the City. Weaver brought Roger into the City, now Weaver has to get him out.3,657 words.
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Dream Journal: 2014-09-12.02
In my visions, the representation of planetary Jupiter, the Silent Harlequin, never speaks. If he appeared with Little Miss Gothic Lolita (planetary Saturn), he let her do all the talking. The Silent Harlequin, and later his messenger who wore my face but was not me, only spoke with tarot cards. Usually employing some slight of…
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Dream Journal: 2014-09-12.01
Dreamt the house was on fire. While everyone else was standing around like drunk Sims, I tried to call the fire department. “We sorry, but your call can not be completed as dialed.”
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Dream Journal: 2014-09-08.01
This has got to be one of the most boring and mundane dreams I ever had. But it’s also a little exciting because of the implications. In it, I was setting up my new laptop while Tumblring working on the old laptop. (Note, only the old laptop exists. I have not purchased a new one.…
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Dream Journal: 2014-09-07.01
I can’t see her, but I know she’s there. I can smell the unmistakable scent of pure water, and there is an actively serene atmosphere about me. I want to relax here. I know I’m safe. Of all entities I’ve faced, I know I’m safe here, with her. But the wounds of my evisceration are…
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Dream Journal: 2014-09-06.01
Dreamt someone had beehives in a shelter. The shelter and everything in it was dedicated to Persephone. There were little gold things and lots of crafted things but most everything in the shelter was functional and used in the fields surrounding the shelter.
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Dream Journal: 2014-09-04.01
Dreamt someone tried to sabotage my shit. Got home just in time to put out the small fire on my desk next to the computer. [Person] was standing there, smug as fuck. “Oh I’m sorry, was that yours? Sorry about your tablet. I didn’t know what to do!”
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Dream Journal: 2014-09-03.01
I assembled bookshelves. That’s it. I spent the entire dream assembling bookshelves.