Three Different Ways

Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths

  • The Unquenchable Decision

    “You’ve started some shit, you know.” I was helpless before her, and there was not a raven in sight. She picked up my defenseless form and placed me onto a nearby cold pyre. Humming contentedly to herself, she arranged more bones over me, nearly covering me completely. “There. You know what to do now. You…

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-30.01

    I’m in an old familiar place again. Everything is how I left it except for the fact I had determined to never step foot back here again after shattering that relationship. The Lord of the Manor is chuckling, pleased that his summoning spell worked and brought me back. I look around, realized what has happened,…

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-29.02

    Yea, yea. I saw the movie, too. No, it didn’t inspire me. I’ve had raven imagery in my dreams and nightmares all my life.

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-29.01

    Dear Tourists to the Dreaming, Chances are, everyone you interact with is going to appear human at first. This is because of your limited imagination. (That’s okay. With exercise, you can increase that.) To make your time in the Dreaming more comfortable, please remember these simple guidelines:

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-28.01

    ~clack clack clack clack clack clack clack clack clack clack clack clack~ Aea-aia-a’ma! O-yo’oea! The Old Man sharply raps his sticks and sings an Old Man’s song with his well worn voice. Ha! … Ho! … Ai! Ai! Ai!

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-27.01

    While I did indulge in Roman Tea yesterday afternoon, I made sure to be sober long before bed. I was feeling quite apprehensive about dreaming. A little chat with Sir Nathaniel, a little chuckle over the image of a turtle with a top hat. A little hugging and abiding with Head In Chest. He still…

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-26.02

    Shit. I just realized who hijacked my ass in day before yesterday’s dream. All I remembered of him were a few key symbols, and I couldn’t understand why I had no sense of panic or wariness. He did apologize for intruding, then said it was of the utmost importance I accompanied him. Of course, he…

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-26.01

    I gave Horatio his marching orders. I chatted a bit with Sir Nathaniel, and shook a fuzzy spider leg in mutual admiration. I gave Head In Chest a hug that made him very happy and content. I put the Regulars on notice to behave. I asked Snake as I entered the lair, if he wanted…

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-24.01

    “We could go to the Nagalands.” I couldn’t tell if Snake was sincere or mocking me. “No.” “Haven’t seen the Shamblings for a while.” “And risk running into what turned that one area to stone? Or did you forget my ass was ganked there.”

  • Dream Journal: 2012-09-23.01

    Reminded why I’ve gotten in the habit of placing myself at certain “safe spots” as soon as hypnagogia hits. To just float off into sleep without tying my ass down somewhere is always asking for trouble. It didn’t help that Horatio was suddenly in my face, trying to surround me. “No, dammit. I thought we…

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