Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths
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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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The Orange Tree’s Gift
Leave it to an orange to bring me to a full stop. Confession: My instinct is 95% bullshit. So, I have an orange tree in my backyard. It’s been there for years and years. It is not tended properly, I think there are still oranges on it from 2 years ago. Pretty much, we let…
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I Turned Left
Where Keri crosses more than keys, and willfully chooses to turn left. 3 stanzas with 154 words.
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Lyrics: Juju Mama
Song lyrics to “Juju Mama”. 255 words to set the player straight.
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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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Search
“Oh, Fenrir’s teeth!” She banged the top of the desk in dismay. “Fuck being nice about it. FUCK!” She looked around the now destroyed room. “where in the Nine Worlds have that pendulum gone off to, this time?” She threw a pillow across the room in frustration. As she slowly put the reading room back…
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Modern
He had snuck out of the cabin early. His father was on one of his multi-day ranting sprees again and it was just too much. The was supposed to be a vacation. He was supposed to be relaxing and not dealing with the stress of other people. He sat on a fallen log, overlooking the…
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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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