Tag: angel
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A Rock and a Hard Place
The “chorus” of angels that accompany the responsibility of the overcoat are comprised of what many would call “the usual suspects”, except with one substitution. Not being versed in angelic lore, I had no way to vet the change and determine if it was within the expected bounds of this work or was a marker…
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Altering Expectations
I have continued the morning routine that was set as part of a class I participated in. The routine had formed the backbone of the series of daily summons I had performed in August and continues to be a moment of stillness and preparation for the bullshit of the day. The descent into the stillness…
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Acceptance
Seven years and a few months ago, I dreamt of giving up what was a powerful and personal symbol. The bow, sometimes as elaborate and decorated as a role playing game’s prop, sometimes as simple and unremarkable as a wood and string can get, was a weapon my dream self best used against my fears.…
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Dream Journal: 2018-05-27.01
I have had many “normal” (read: nonsense) dreams since the Black Armored Angel jumped off the mountain with me. At first I discounted them as mere noise and entertainment because there was no continuity between them, no tells of entities sandboxing me. Until I took notes and compared them all. Writers of fanfics are familiar…
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Dream Journal: Communion
It’s dark. (It’s always dark.) The glyph covered rod in my left hand is warm from my grip as I look up into the infinite black sky. (It’s always dark.) (Saint) George said I needed a control rod, something to hold on to. Not to force my fears to submit to me and yield (which…
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The Absence of Fear
On April 18, JLR Kruse asked me: “Also, how do you feel now afterwards? Do you still feel afraid of the black armored angel?” And I answered what was a true answer at the time of: “To be honest, I don’t know. There is the memory of fear and the anticipation that it will occur…
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Dream Journal: 2018-04-15.01
In keeping with previous instructions, I had to up my meditation “game”. Now loathe to spend money on status symbols and unnecessary trinkets after the mindless indulgences of last year, last month’s “impulse” purchase of a well used mala was proving itself worthwhile as it kept my hands busy enough to allow my mind to…
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Dream Journal: 2018-01-14.01
I had barely closed my eyes when Malphas1 was upon me.
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-27.01
I knew I was dreaming. A demonic contagion was spreading throughout the world like an epidemic. Everyone infected by it became blind. I spent a few seconds groaning at the recycled tropes from the 80’s before realizing that despite my awareness, I actually had very little power here. I only happened to be immune. One…
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-17.01
“Move or get out the way!” I did both. I did not know they were going to open the doors so soon, or I would have made sure to have been on the other side of the ship. As such, I was caught by the throng of passengers eager to leave the ship, arrive on…