Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths
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The Plea of the Fading Ember
Pour into my veins. Drive out the salt and the water. Be the presence that holds me up. And the force that drives me forward. Infect me, each and every cell. Rewrite me until I require you to live. Inoculate me from forgetfulness. And prepare me for the moment of my passing. Weaken my grasp…
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Dream Journal: 2015-09-07.01
There was an open-invite party at the tomb of the woman whose statue had to be put back together before she could move on. I would not have known about the shindig, except a hummingbird courier was sent to me with news of the celebration and a strongly worded suggestion to attend incognito.
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Dream Journal: 2015-08-29.01
Dreamt a person successfully compelled me to do a thing for them. The thing is something I usually need to be told not to do, so it was surprising that the person went all out to formally bind me into doing the thing. All was fun and games until I answered the summons and found…
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Dream Journal: 2015-08-25.01
It was supposed to be a nice relaxing evening. A lazy one, where I could just close my eyes and float without getting entangled in any otherworld politics or having unexpected guests drop by. So when I felt the first tugs from a place I had not visited in a long while, I was intrigued,…
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Dropped Notes
You have to be your own person. It’s perfectly fine to use what you perceive of someone else’s personality as a template to compare your own strengths and weaknesses against, but you have to be you, not what you wished that other person was. Things change, but nothing changes. But still there are changes. Own what…
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Dream Journal: 2015-08-10.01
Dreamt I was in a homogenizing environment. Anyone that entered it would lose their sense of self and their free will. They would become drones of the environment and never leave.
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