Category: Dream

Not much to talk about dream-wise. Just some fruitless argument/bitching with a person about why I don’t divine with runes despite using them for magic, and why I won’t touch anything “chakra” with any length of pole even though “real diviners can align chakras and see auras”. Needless to say, the conversation devolved into a…

Another visit by the Maori Academic in the Park. His tattoos move across his body and face very slowly in vertical symmetry. He asked me to produce one of my divination decks because he wanted to test me with a thing.

Dreamt I was chilling at a park someplace. Could have been the Library grounds, could have been somewhere in the City. There was a public feel to it, but at the same time everyone was constrained to abide by rules of civility. The constraint wasn’t chafing to me. I had no plans to be a…

“I’ll be fair. Since you didn’t know you were trespassing, I’ll let you get one free strike against me. If you make it good enough, we’ll even let you go debt free!” The other trolls laughed a sick snickering that told me they had no intention of letting me go. This was just part of…

Sick. Fever. Closed my eyes for five hot seconds and be confronted by a very angry Set.

Dreamt I was watching Nicki Minaj doing her thing in a pink cowboy outfit (and pink chaps) and playing the piano in boots meant to look like cow hooves. The lyrics was about self-control and independence, stressing that no matter how much the mainstream (fickle) opinion doesn’t like it, you be you.

A blob of dense shadow tripped an alarm as it slid into my room. Since the ghosthound didn’t visibly react, I didn’t either but merely observed it. It looked over my dresser in a “oh that’s neat” sort of way, but touched nothing. It started to leave, but then leaned over me in a posture…