Category: Dream
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-20.02
“Cease this at once! Stand down, and no harm will come to you. I will only strike you as you strike me.” The golden lion with something like a sun on his forehead spoke as clear as a man to me from his place on a heavenly cloud. I attacked him anyway.
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-20.01
The messenger offered me a paper invitation to a private reading of Jung’s The Red Book in an interior room of a private lodge as a perk of membership. I tried to accept it but the paper sprouted thorns from every possible surface, and there was no way for me to accept the invitation without wearing layers…
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-17.01
“Move or get out the way!” I did both. I did not know they were going to open the doors so soon, or I would have made sure to have been on the other side of the ship. As such, I was caught by the throng of passengers eager to leave the ship, arrive on…
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-15.01
Pulled out the Book of Oberon to see if there were any measures in the book that I could undertake in my present circumstances since the [Mud] tells were still increasing. Wound up completely overwhelmed after reading though several entries. Didn’t want to just close the book without doing anything as that felt rude, but…
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-13.01
Before I was blindfolded, I was made to stretch out my right arm. The blindfold flashed between two colors, seemingly all of one particular color before seemingly all of another particular color and yet it was no color at all. It was as transparent as a vacuum and as dark as a black hole. I…
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Courage, Trust, and Openness
The way my angelus aspect stood behind my seated form mirrored the way the black armored angel stood behind [the Bow-Wielder]. I held the wood beaded rosary I had restrung. She held a shiny black beaded rosary similar to the one I had sent away. “Years ago, you said I was a terrible Christian, and…
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-07.01
Around the fountain was a thick forest. I could barely see the path that led into the very small clearing where the carved white stones had been installed around the natural spring. The fountain could only be viewed and appreciated best from the small bridge that curved around it and over the guided stream flowing…
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Protected: Funeral for a Friend
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Dream Journal: 2017-07-22.01
A normal boring dream! Excuse me while I weep in happiness. Well, it started out as a normal boring dream. A music festival set in some place where music festivals are held on the regular. But of course, something happens, and things change.
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Dream Journal: 2017-07-21.01
Sometimes the Swarm is a cloud of tiny flying insects. Sometimes the Swarm is a dense cloud of vapor. Sometimes an ooze of nanobots. Sometimes a cacophony of disembodied voices. But no matter how the Swarm appear in my dreams, they are still the same, still the Swarm. Still the Dead.