Category: Dream

  • Ask Keri: Could Dance If You Want To?

    Anon asked curiously: “The dances you do in your dreams sound more real than dream. Could you dance them in real life? If you could, would you record it?”

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-19.03

    Headaches! Yay! (fuuuu) Too little sleep, too little eats, too few breaks, and one demanding & easily insulted person at the house meant Keri had a headache and needed a nap. So I kissed the kid, and patted the spirit, and waved “fuck all” to the world and laid down for a nap. “Where are…

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-19.02

    There was a second dream, where I was trapped in a different world in the form of a sentient, talking snake. I did not remember being human before and was lonely being the only sentient animal in the forest. A group of adventurers came through. They were looking for me as I had knowledge of…

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-19.01

    I became aware towards the end of the dream, but not lucid. I remember it started out with my half-sister finding a large something in her new home. She asked me to check it out. A circular piece of rusted iron with hard to see figures and inscriptions. It reeked of magic.

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-18.01

    Sleep debt caught up with me in mid tumblr conversation. I don’t know when I went from chair to bed. I don’t remember changing clothes. I only remember I slept. When I opened my eyes, I found myself being warned not to spill the tea on myself. It was a little thimble cup I was…

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-17.01

    Early start. Early post. Hand over the coffee and I’ll let the world continue another day.

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-14.01

    I didn’t know I was dreaming. There were no initial tells to let me know I was still in bed. As I walked down the hall, the sunlight streamed through open windows, the breeze played around my legs, and I saw my parents in the kitchen with all the lights on. It’s a normal lazy…

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-12.01

    Not surprisingly, I dreamed. Surprisingly, it was normal. Mundane, even. I didn’t wander the house. I never saw the lair. No otherworldly creatures stopped by for tea. I was viewing the inside of my own head.

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-11.01

    “Dammit K*, I came here to rest, reminisce, and relax. This was my ceremonial circle before the Rummer blew it away. I have no fight in me today.” “Before you practiced ceremonial magic, I placed the seal for you to do so. Before I placed the seal, I formed the terrace. Before I formed the…

  • Ask Keri: Return to the Boneyard?

    Anon inquired: “Now that you have your own corner of the Boneyard, have you been back on your own?”