Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths
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Vision: Supplication
A recurring vision: I see myself before me. She (for my point of view is not at my vision-self) is facing away from me (my point of view). I’m behind her, a few feet, off to the right. She is usually dressed in whatever clothing I was dressed in before the vision overtakes me. She…
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Dream: In Passing
He blocked the narrow bridge at the height of the arc. The bridge is as wide as his shoulders. The crevasse below as deep as his eyes. I had no other means of reaching my destination. I had to get past him. I had allowed the horse to choose his own path. Not familiar with…
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Dream: Following Orders (explicit)
If you were wondering why I labeled this blog as “adult” in nature… keep reading. About the “explicit” tag. I dream fucked up things. In one dream I killed my parents with a silver sword. (They had become vampires!) I don’t censor my dream writeups. This particular dream deals with murder and small children. It…
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Dream: Brew & Stones
It’s a lovely summer day. That lazy moment between morning and high day. The river burbles at me, gossiping of all the fish I’m supposed to be catching. The hook was set, the line was cast, and the pole is wedged between rocks along the bank. The bait was nibbled off long ago. I’m too…
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Dream: Beer & Bikers
Movement. Strange colors approach and quickly pass to fade behind me. Vibration. Loudly felt and loudly heard. Am I asleep? A sharp discordant sound wakes me fully and I swerve quickly into the empty neighboring lane. Bah! I was falling asleep on my motorbike! Above me the stars twinkled in gossip. On my right, the…
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A Memorial Day Telling
Once upon a time, I was an Army servicewoman. I had enlisted shortly before Persian Gulf Conflict #1, but as a female, it was a certainty that I would never see “action”. During the midst of the troubles, I had managed to score some leave time and flew home to see my parents. I packed…
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Dream: The Wheel
Think of the Fortune card from the Thoth tarot. See the wheel? See the triangle behind it? See the vivid blue of the card’s background? My first awareness is movement. I am moving consistently forward and consistently moving to the right. I open my eyes, and see I am sitting on the hub of a…
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Rage Dump: Incoherent Temper Tantrum
Spent the afternoon writing essays, poems, and monologues. I aimed to post a few here. Sat down at the keyboard and froze. Fear. Fear of being laughed at. Fear of someone raging/trolling on the hint of vulnerability I have exposed. Fear of speaking my opinion and watching helplessly as someone shits on it with a…
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Crowley: Liber ABA, Book Four, Part II
THERE are seven keys to the great gate, Being eight in one and one in eight. First, let the body of thee be still, Bound by the cerements of will, Corpse-rigid; thus thou mayst abort The fidget-babes that tease the thought. Next, let the breath-rhythm be low, Easy, regular, and slow; So that thy being…
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Journal: May 8, 2010, 12:45. Venus
The vision incurred by stepping where I had no business to. Venus, Bright Star of Heaven, Glory of Womanhood! She did embrace me completely and sweep me up into her wake. As Hathor did I speak the words of Venus. She draped her light about my arms as a feathered cloak, and the Uraeus upon…
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