Category: Dream
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The Presentation
It was a lazy weekend. No chores to do. Nothing pressing to attend to. We would normally be in pajamas, but today I dressed for work. Dter teased me about this. That I was such a businesswoman, I don’t allow myself to relax. Red blouse, black knee-length skirt. I had even donned my jewelry and…
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It’s Only Coffee
It’s time for coffee! ~happy dance~ Coffee time! I was asked how much coffee could I drink this morning. I pointed to a decorative mega-mug, a converted 55-gallon drum. “I could drink as much coffee as this 55-gallon mug can hold.” “Just watch me.” 846 words
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Lotus Bud
I’m on the beach, walking south along the tideline. Temperate day, feels like spring, but the ocean is still chilly. Soon I’m climbing the large rocks of the breakwater. I make my way out to the far end, and sit, watching the featureless, ever moving, ocean. I find I have a leather hat among my…
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Dream Journal: 2012-04-12.01
“You don’t even know what a pair of crossed keys mean, do you?” He held up my glass of rum and swung it gently before me. “I know a few interpretations, but they are other people’s words. I don’t understand them.” I knew better than to take the glass away. I would wait for him…
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Fire & Feast
Hey, I’m at Disneyland! What ever could go wrong? That I’m at Disneyland is by itself an indicator things are about to get fucked. That the floor of the hotel I’m staying at is on fire, is another indicator. I had a box of juju in that room. But I’m getting ahead of myself. 2,164…
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Dream Journal: 2012-04-08.01
Dream snip: College paying for 6 months of room and board in a quaint Italian village? Woohoo! Have to take another student along with me. Her and I get along well. Sandra is an eclectic Wiccan, and I’m… well… me. What’s the worst that could happen?
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Dream Journal: 2012-04-03.01
A Fable: Roses and wreaths, Amber and myrrh, Rich oils and fragrant incense, Spilled over the grand altar.
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Dirty Hands & A Heavy Egg
After a few weeks, he was seen watching me come and go. Then one day, he was there at the bench before me. Just sitting there. I did ask if I may accompany him before sitting down. He just nodded. He seemed nervous. Like there was something he was supposed to do, but didn’t want…
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Dream Journal: 2012-03-25.01
“You may need these, yet.” Whispered in my ear with a lilt of humor, with a hint of a smile, with a knowing withheld. They were thrice as heavy when I laid them on the table, when I laid them on your name, when I said my last goodbye. Now they jingle in my pocket…
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Memory of an Ifrit
You’re beautiful. But you know that, you egotistical bastard. I love you, anyway.