Three Different Ways

Tag: Malphas

  • Dream Journal: 2018-04-17.01

    I am done being afraid. Hella done. Yesterday morning, I had the epiphany that as long as I avoided the fear of encountering the black armored angel, then I would continue being terrified of the black armored angel. From our first encounter, they have demonstrated patience, concern, and benevolence. It is I who have ascribed…

  • Dream Journal: 2018-01-14.01

    I had barely closed my eyes when Malphas1 was upon me.

  • Dream Journal: 2017-04-27.01

    I had closed my eyes for a long rest before getting on with the late evening’s obligations. I did not realize I had fallen asleep until I had opened my eyes and found myself standing in a place of darkness illuminated only by the two large concentric rings of white light surrounding me on the…

  • Dream Journal: 2017-04-04.01

    *blink*

  • Another Knot in the Path

    No more excuses. I need to start tying up loose ends before I get caught and strangled by them. I reached out to [Merciful Mother] Mary and asked permission to enter Binah for a proper run across the Path of Daleth that she described as ascending the holy mountain to meet her husband. (She is,…

  • Dream Journal: 2017-01-15.01

    After a long day, I laid down to go to sleep. I closed my eyes in comfort. And gurgled.

  • A Deal with the Devil

    (Despite the date of posting, this happened the evening of November 11th, 2016. At the time, I was under a command not to speak or write of certain things until after the full moon on November 14th. It has taken me two days to write this up.) Long nailed fingers tented in satisfaction before eyes…

  • Dream Journal: 2016-11-14.01

    I sipped the tea and hoped to find the right words to say as it curled around my tongue. “It’s kinda hard to be excited for finding a scenario that fits the clues given, when you have already plainly admitted to feeding me false information before.” Malphas tented his fingers before his face and subtly…

  • Dream Journal: 2016-11-12.01

    Did I just make a deal with the Devil? My body had all the tells of shitte going down. My eyes registered morning light in my room, but I was not able to process it fully. My memory had a disturbing gap that was preceded by an even more disturbing action.

  • Dream Journal: 2016-02-21.01

    I was disembodied. More lazy cloud of smoke than anything substantial. Darkly being in a field of absolute darkness, I was enjoying being nothing until something even darker came and moved around me with feline grace. I recognized the entity immediately. “… Malphas.”