Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths
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Dream Journal: 2016-06-09.01
Last night I set out with intention to obtain a thing. Instead I found myself sitting before a ginormous monitor showing several browser windows randomly layered over each other. They were all open to a particular Tumblrite’s blog but each window was showing a different post from said blog. The theme of the selected posts…
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Dream Journal: 2016-06-06.01
When the spirit/servitor of the Inverse Devil made its appearance to yield to me, it was as a great learned man, with puffy doctoral robes and medallions of intellectual honors, standing smugly before me with a portfolio of his achievements under one arm and his head under the other. Here is a man who has…
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Dream Journal: 2016-06-02.01
[The divinity] stood/floated before me. [They] explained [themselves] clearly and succinctly. [They] said many words about [their] plans for the world at large but quickly made it personal to me. “I want you. Completely.”
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-28.01
For such a loud club, it sure was a dark one. I could barely see my hand in front of my face, much less whoever was on the dance floor below me. I leaned on the second floor railing and looked out over the expanse of moving shadows below me. I am surrounded by hundreds…
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-23.01
When I wasn’t being tempted to do the thing I was told not to do, I put together the clues I have about the holy mountain I saw and why it is so important that I ascend it. Well, I did say I wanted a blasphemy.
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-22.02
How do you chase lightning? How do you run down the wind? Still having time to spare before having to get up for the day, I sought [Sunchaser] using the confirmed links between us. He’s easy enough to spot when I want to pour one out for him, but actually getting down to business? Tough.…
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-22.01
I knew I wasn’t in control of a damn thing when I opened my eyes to see myself leaning over me. Rattle in one hand and a bloody heart in the other. “[Mxtl.]” “Weaver.” “To what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?”
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-14.01
Me: Hey Inverse Star. S’up? Inverse Star: Fuck you, go away. I’m busy.
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-13.01
Dreamt of having a long sit-down with the Bookstore Proprietor (The Old Man) about yesterday’s vision and the implications of it. We discussed my relationship with (Merciful Mother) Mary, the kennings I know her by, and the contradictory experiences I have had with the Christian god(head). The bastard even had the temerity to point out…
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Dream Journal: 2016-05-12.01
It hit while I was at work. My attention was split and one part of me was updating logs and mailing response packets while the other part of me was [back in formerly forgotten territory]. When the vision didn’t end quickly, I excused myself and locked myself in the bathroom. The singing in my blood…
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