Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths
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Dream Journal: 2016-07-22.01
I dreamt I helped many people find their proper doors and pass through them, but I could not find mine.
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Dream Journal: 2016-07-21.01
Last night, I dreamt I was squatting by a campfire on the ocean shore, laying down tarot cards. The cards were visually from one specific deck, but it felt like it could have been any deck.
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Dream Journal: 2016-07-17.01
Lunch time was over, and I was waiting at the red light for the usual traffic shuffle on my way back to work. In the lane to my left, a gentleman in a faded black 1940’s truck was doing the same. Heavy traffic in our direction meant we were both stuck in place as the…
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Dream Journal: 2016-07-16.01
The Inverse Magician was a duel of feints. Since kissing my ass wasn’t going to work he did as his nature allowed. It wasn’t the Dark Link fight I’ve been expecting, but he did use my weaknesses and faults against me.
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Spirit Journal: 2016-07-13.01
The past is reaching. And touching. An album I first heard when deeply Christian came up on shuffle. I’ve bought it three times and threw it away twice from the exhortations of my church going peers. I ripped it, deleted the rip, and found I had the rip backed up in several spaces. While I…
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Dream Journal: 2016-07-11.02
da-at-ass replied to your post “The Inverse Emperor is a lil shit. His influence over me showed itself…” This is turning into something like a favorite web series to follow. Three cards away from closing the season. I know I’ve skipped cards in my renditions, but it was either just that matter-of-fact (”I’m HBIC now.…
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Dream Journal: 2016-07-11.01
The Inverse Emperor is a lil shit. His influence over me showed itself with matchstick fuses and a sudden intolerance for deviation from my expectations. But for all his bluster, the moment I came for his ass, he folded like wet tissue. A sopping mess of pleas and attempts to bargain himself a role at…
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Spirit Journal: 2016-07-10.02
There are several years that I do not remember. When I try to review them, the scenes skip past like a high speed train. There is color. There is sound. There is movement. And not a damn detail. Terrible things happened to me in those blocks of years. I believe I chose to forget the…
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Dream Journal: 2016-07-10.01
Dreamt I was sent to investigate two high ranking men in a Christian church in a small town. The pastor and his right hand man (presumed successor). Both were possessed. Each had something eating away at their spirits and the light of the two men were almost gone.
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Spirit Journal: 2016-07-09.01
Last week, I spent 80 minutes sitting fifteen feet away from where a man spent the last four days of his life in agonizing, painful, and humiliating misery and excrement before dying two weeks to the day before my visit, and the room was as peaceful as a clean slate is bare. There wasn’t anything…