Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths
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Dream Journal: 2012-07-29.01
Dreams without drama! Ah. Mostly without drama anyway. Making the rounds, I had a puppy in tow. Except I know what ke is, and ke ain’t a babe, and ke ain’t harmless, and ke ain’t cute. I called kir out and ke changed shape into an adult Cerberus. “No. I know what you are and…
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A Matter Of Trust
“No, I can’t trust anyone. I can’t even trust myself. I don’t know what to do. Everyone is laughing at me.” The screens solidified into a solid fence around me. The colors blending into each other in a dizzying array. 3,469 words
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Dream Journal: 2012-07-27.01
I might need to step away from the computer for a while. Another dream where it’s just me and the laptop. A fun one though. I’m lurking in a forum and a dipshit tries to start shit. One of the forum regulars goes Full On Nancy in verbal form and logically whips the dipshit. The…
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Under The Telling Tree
I was brought to a Telling Tree that grew at the top of a small hill. A few hundred of the Folk sat down below me as I took the offered seat of honor. I noted the canopy of the Telling Tree was such that it directed all sound downhill. It also captured voices from…
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Dream Journal: 2012-07-25.03
Quick nap. Dream I’m having a psychotic break and gibbering in the corner and drawing all sorts of fucked up shit on the wall. Then suddenly realize what I’m doing and snap to sanity and lucidity. “What the fuck am I doing?” “Aww, you stopped it.” A person approaches me. That is continually changing shape.…
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Dream Journal: 2012-07-25.02
“Why didn’t you tell the fae behind the brick wall that you are Weaver? Or that you are “Friend of Puck”? Wouldn’t things be settled quicker if you dropped that first?” There’s the name Weaver, and there’s the title Weaver. Those that know me by the name Weaver usually don’t have a lot of expectations…
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Dream Journal: 2012-07-25.01
No dreams to report… yet. Last night I just couldn’t get settled. Something kept pulling me to wakefulness. And I kept seeing the Tumblr screen when I did get into deep sleep. I can quit Tumblr any time I want! ~stomps foot~ It’s not surprising whose name was prominent on the screen. But I wasn’t…
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Audacious Day Is Coming
Audacious Day is a personal holiday of mine. Last year was the inaugural occurrence. I had been stuck in a rut and needed to break out. But all doors, mundane and spiritual, were closed off to me. If I wanted to move forward, I would have to break some of them down and burst into…
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Dream Journal: 2012-07-24.01
Getting to sleep was easy. I had meant to start out the dream in the lair with Snake. There were things I wanted to discuss from the Waking, and I needed a safe place to air them out. So when I felt hypnagogia wash over me and opened my eyes, I was surprised to find…
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Dream Journal: 2012-07-23.01
~stumbles~ ~takes alarm clock~ ~violently defenestrates said alarm clock~ Fuck.
Got any book recommendations?