Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths
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Dream: It’s Only A Game
State of the art, immersive neural interface. How immersive? Instead of watching a computer screen, the game used a neural link to place the player into the game. My character was controlled the same way my body was. Will. Run into a wall, my nose or knee feels bruised depending on what body part hit…
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I Wanna See!
Whoa, where did all you readers come from? I guess I’m going to have to write that “About Me” page after all. Eventually. Some day. It could happen, I guess. I’ve noted y’all “organic” new readers are butting your browsers against the locked “Magic Diary” posts. Here’s the key reason why they are locked. Bots…
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Dream: Candy Apple Red
The clouds are scattered like popcorn for the sylphs to toss around and play with. In their joy, idle breezes are left in their wake. The air teases with my wet afro as I drive down the country road with the top down in my shiny new convertible. The road dust shies away from the…
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Dreams: Restlessness (2 for 1)
These two dreams occurred the morning of April 13, and April 14. Short in duration and description, I really didn’t think them worthy of being written up here. Going through my notes, however, has nudged me into documenting them in a more formal manner. “It’s the little things, that get you.” It’s the little things,…
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Dream: The Midnight Sun
Of the many a vibrant and shifting scene, ‘Tis one that remains long after the dream. For even as the warming day does begin, Still my thoughts turn back to deep within, To the black of the Midnight Sun For while pondering symbols in the deepest of night, Wondering when Morpheus would drop my sight,…
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Dream: Paint
Nice cool weather, makes me glad I have these paint suits after all. I close the truck door behind me and stretch complaining joints. Another day, another dollar, another job to do. Somebody actually bought the old warehouse and now they have hired me to paint it. All the interior work has been done, rooms…
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Dream Denizen: The Bow Wielder
The first time I saw her, was the summer of 2008. I was in the middle of a lucid dream, dealing with some (more) troubling issues when my shadow lifted off the floor and shuddered into existence. She wore my face and my body but at the time, she felt as different and as separate…
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