Category: Magic Diary
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More Disjointed Scenes
Yea, so, earlier today I went away again. Two weeks of nonstop stress + fever? I’m surprised it didn’t happen sooner. So I went round the way and came back with the most disjointed series of images. What follows are the scenes I could remember clearly on waking. 713 words.
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Vision: I Walked Away
(This vision occurred in early 2002. My mindset has changed since then. However, I still remember how I was then, and will write this from that point of view. It’s dominating my thoughts again, and I write it down to contain it.) Classes were over early for the day. Don’t go to work until late…
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Completing The Gift
Silly me. To think “completing the gift” would be a simple process of taking ownership. By simple, I mean like taking the car keys from the dealer. “Sign here, and here, and drop of blood here. Congratulations! Here’s your new trinket, fully equipped and ready to go!” Bitch, please. Horatio (as I call it publicly)…
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Desert Blood & Cold Sweats
My first awareness is the sharp press of cracked pebbles pushed into my face. I move my arms in vain and random movement and scratch my hands against the rough dirt. Lifting my head free of the dry ground, the pebbles wound me anew as I grimace. The facial movement nudges them free from my…
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A Dream of Riddles
This was originally posted on my tumblr:Three More Ways as a dream snip, yesterday. But the more I turned it over in my head, the more I felt it was of more import than I had originally given it. This morning, after a dreamless night, I found I still remembered the details of the dream.…
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Jupiter’s Wink
Late last night, I took out the trash as part of my Before Bed habits. The cold wind quickly stripped my T-shirted self of warmth as I dashed around to the trashcans. Turning my back to the wind for a moment, I looked up to see the Moon shining quite bright above me, and Jupiter…
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The Fledgling
I entered the dream walking from the wilderness to the fire before my lair. I was looking forward to getting some sleep and wanted my mind to be as comfortable as my sleeping body in my room. I was met at the fire by Snake, who had been on his own adventures and was resting…
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Joy
Wunjo, the eighth rune of the Elder Futhark. Wunjo, the mark that holds the power of Joy. Wunjo, called and released to pour over me the remembrance of… Continue Reading…
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Silly Girl, I Wasn’t Thru
Deep laughter echoing through worlds and dreams. I know that sound so well. I thought I would never hear it again. My heart both rose and fell. “I’ve sent you an invite, informal and vulgar. Through muck and field, for you. Don’t know why you’ve tossed away my number, Silly girl, I wasn’t thru.
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Rum And Cigars
I took the door not meant for me. You laughed and offered me a chair. I sought only advice. You laughed and gave gifts. I told you what I wanted. You laughed and gave me what I needed.