Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths
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Another Reason Not To Settle In The City
And by best friend (in the Dreaming), I mean a pan-species Snake that can be as short as my forearm, and as long as fifty feet. He could probably get bigger, but I really don’t want to be around to see why. He can take on the form of a tattoo for those times he…
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Ask Keri: Why not settle in the City?
Anon asks: “The City is a /human/ city. You are a /human/ being. Why are you unwilling to settle down in the City?” Because fuck politics, that’s why.
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-05.01
That moment you deliver a message and the only reason you still have your head on your shoulders is because the recipient recognizes that you’re in Courier Mode and have no control over the words that come out of your mouth.
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-04.02
Dream notes: She has me! She has me! “Stop panicking, girl!” ~slap~ “Don’t you know who I am!” I know who you’re not! You’re NOT Ravenwoman! ~bitchslap~ Fuck gotta get out of here! But I can’t twist out of her grip! Wait. I know where she can’t follow… ~jumps to Boneyard~ She still has me,…
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-04.01
It’s a nice day in the dream. I’m sitting under the Telling Tree with the children-like Little Ones. Only five sit with me but we are having a glorious tea party with thimble size cups and postage stamp cakes. Here’s the trick as they explained to me: “If you never empty the cup, the cup…
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-03.01
Most of last night’s dream was in the presence of [a dream walker that doesn’t have her own nickname for my writing yet and I’m making this annoying as fuck redaction to remind me to ask her later]. I was helping her move things, and we were discussing the dream of a verdant lady. Driving…
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Dream Journal: 2012-08-02.01
Alright guys. I’m probably stirring up shit with this, but it was something I had quickly “seen” and now it won’t leave me. I tried writing this into my private notes, but no, it demands to be written into the publicized notes. Very well then. I throw chum into the water…
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Black, Red, and Eshoo
“You’re too young to be that jaded!” We both laugh. “And I came to you. It would be different if you were seeking me out. I do appreciate you taking the time to learn about me.” I nod in appreciation. “I did not come here to play games though. Weaver [redacted], I have a [do…
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Dream Journal: 2012-07-31.01
Do you know who/what this is? About 5’6” tall. Apparently male. Very thin but not skeletal. Pitch black skin. Short red curly (not nappy) hair. Black eyes with glowy white (or silverish) irises. Shark like mouth. Black tongue. No shirt. Red pants held up by a rope for a belt. No shoes. Thin fingers with…
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Dream Journal: 2012-07-30.01
Usually in my dreams, I’m in just another t-shirt and jeans. Usually with hiking boots. Unless I’m with the Shamblings, then I’m in business casual. Something about the juxtaposition of sitting among forces of decay while appearing so prim and proper just feels right to me. (And I think they appreciate it. It would take…
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