Dreamed that people started walking into our home uninvited and dropping off puppies and cats and babies and kindergartners to be watched while they went to a college game.
Category: 2013
me and Jaimie were cannibals. We got our meat all boxed up and professionally cut at the grocery store to cover up a murder and went to the park to have bbq because the kids were getting sick of eating it. While we were in a pasture by the river, a huge pileup of cars happened. […]
Bucket dream: He sent me a letter. He was lonely. Not creeper lonely. Just human lonely. He was going to play in a shared house but it was huge and under construction and getting bots in the right place (let alone figuring it out) without telling them how much it would mean to him was […]
Something the oracle said last night made me realize I was in The Lying Temple. I asked her a million questions, extracting fragments of truth from each answer, stringing the future together as best I could.
Last nights dream involved a high rise hotel with a coiled cobra the size of a semi truck hovering 2/3 up the lakeside of the building. Someone flew a dragon up to it and the dragon sniffed it. It did not flinch. The dragon bit the larger snake’s neck. It did not writhe or hiss […]
Dreamed of mousies. Smart mousies that I wanted to rescue because I didn’t think it fair that they had to learn to run vertical loops on a track. Mousies that had to figure out how to maneuver dark dirty hallways unnoticed to unlock new adventures, equally dark. Little fat white and gray mice.
I dreamed of a house fire, Shiner, and a postcard reporting Sara’s death.
Fighting over tea, living in the Sears tower, cradling a sick Brett, pissing on dirt.
1. Molly and I sit down to color. There are small white boxes of chalk and pastels. Small chunks in varying widths. All of them purple or blue. We make abstact explosions of purple on paper before getting up to get something to eat. Her car has shelves. Tiny boxes and baskets of things that […]
You know how you can be in a tundra in a dream and the scenery will be detailed but you might not feel the cold? That as real as it is, there is something unreal about it when you think back? Well this was completely real. Completely. I was part of a pilgrimage to find […]
