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~ dreams ~ 

in the next dream, kirk, spock, and i were captured by Mexican special forces; in the dream after that, i attended a Nigerian wedding at my old high school.

it's been a busy night.

~ dreams ~ 

just dreamt that what my brain labeled "a woman from mastodon" was crashing at the apartment and in the middle of the night (so, presently) required emergency dental work; i gave my dentist's number in mile end but they were full.

only later, while i was trying to pee surreptitiously near a church, did i realise there's a place in a rickety old walkup near work downtown, possibly near or at Cheap Thrills, a second-hand bookstore.

so, whomstever needed that info, there it is.

~ dream ~ 

i'm walking near parc lafontaine but construction has excavated under the street & the ground is buckling under me. i enter a familiar house but it's like a ride or a kids movie & the walls start splitting apart; a slide opens under me into the unknown & i fall, at first i say "i've been here before," but i see something downslope and start screaming in terror.

~dream~ 

i'm backstage at an awards show, slightly tipsy. on the news they're showing an asteroid like ryugu, only colorful and larger than the KT impactor. can't hear what they're saying, but i go outside and can see it in the night sky, getting bigger.

~dream~ 

i'm exploring a derelict spaceship post-catastrophe. we hear voices, i have no weapons but mime one with a bulb of ginger. it's just another team of hard-pressed explorers, we exchange goods, food, & paper maps of northern Ontario.

~dream~ 

nynaeve & rand/me unleash Satan. he terrorises the world w/deadly pranks, aimed at punishing/shaming me. the only way to save people is to avoid them. i find refuge in a tiny but incredible second-hand bookstore, but leave before it's destroyed. i find @polclarissou@twitter.com using a makeshift computer to project a picture of "the static," since the original project was destroyed. at this i collapse in tears.

big night for the apocalypse and reckoning with my own guilt.

~dream~ 

i'm at an indie games party taking place in an abbreviated diorama of TF2's "2fort." it's not my scene. i go outside and see a meteor or a nuke hit Calgary.
i am inside the blast radius.
after an ellipsis, i return to the diorama, but the flood waters are rising.

~dream~ (drug mention) 

they're filming The Wire 2 in mile end, i'm asked to reprise my role. Ziggy almost runs me over in the stm depot. shooting is delayed so i find a vacant lot near march茅 des possibles where i smoke a pinner w/Bodie & Bunk. we cook Mr Noodles broth like heroin in a spoon.

some Games People arrive and i try to look cool but fall over into the snow.

~dream~ 

@dicey@twitter.com is biking across canada and the kit & ko teams are monitoring his progress on a huge physical map.

then we're all travelling to meet him but i'm carrying a chair for some reason and angry about the burden but a coworker and an officemate get frustrated with me. everyone leaves me behind and i start crying in the metro station.

i catch up with them, but they didn't bring along enough snacks to give me an equal share.

it is safe to say that i am working through some things.

~dream~ 

i'm on a roof in SF when a building far across the bay explodes. then another. then another, much closer. i start running but the buildings around me are melting, crumbling. a bridge is liquefying under my feet. wind turbines are falling from the sky.

~nightmare~ 

i'm w/family in a midcentury cottage set in rolling valleys. my niece keeps finding drawers & cupboards open when they were previously closed. my nephew sees the word AZIMUTH scrolling on all LED screens. my sister-in-law hears voices outside. i see my grandmother in one room, she's talking to someone i can't see.

~dreams~ 

two nights ago: family fight on vacation; trying to catch a bus and losing my ticket, my receipt, my wallet.
last night: hunted by the xenomorph; ignored by peers; dropping candy into a pool.

my subconscious needs to chill the heck out.

~dreams~ 

an adult jungle gym in a gentrifying NDG; a group of loud men in a lodge who accept me though i feel out of place; i stymie cops who want a confession; i soar through Aer-like islands, chased by Death; i hear a whisper, waking: "no one is gone, but no one here remembers"

~dreams~ 

a restless night featuring:

* several instances of getting onto a bus filled with /teens/
* the long-awaited return of my recurring nightmare
* repeated attempts to return to my childhood home
* a tornado out of the blue that infects my friend's home with demonic energy

dream, apocalypse 

rock golems are attacking my old neighbourhood, hiding & passing through stone walls. to fight them we need "a night with no stars or moon." i look up to the night sky and the moon that i see is a massive asteroid. it accelerates towards us, the impact is felt, not heard.

dream 

(excerpt from my dream journal moments ago):

"sitting with M at night in the old garden, backs to the dry riverbed, we're supposed to let a small humanoid reptilian walk up and disturb some bones behind us."

dream 

yoda's spirit is inhabiting a 1m-wide spider; he assures Luke/me that it's under complete control, but i'm still wary as it comes to nuzzle me and supervise my work at a software company. later, sir patrick stewart headlines the montr茅al jazz fest and absolutely shreds on the bongos.

dream 

i get a gold medal in the mail.

i can't remember what it was for.

dream, graphic violence, double recursion 

i'm a detective investigating a murder in a French harbour. a homeless man was killed at the docks, & we determine it was the Joker who put his fist down the man's throat and left behind a photograph of us investigating the murder; i am writing the story on the fly while experiencing it.

dream 

music genres my subconscious ironically made up last night:

sprock
genietime
explaincore

dreams 

two battles royale last night:

1) Nadine of Twin Peaks is encased in transdimensional solid, Big Ed travels to the negative world to save her. i wave at some game dev friends. Heath Ledger's Joker attacks me.

2) island hopping, shrinking territory due to climate change. some game devs froth at the mouth prophesying my demise, but i sneak away.

dreams 

i feed tomato wedges to a cute but very cross duck. later, my friend and i are part of a violent pacifist revolutionary cell; we shoot down a military cargo plane that was carrying my amazon orders, for which my friend is arrested and sent into the diversity mines.

~dreams~ 

three dreams of being a passenger in vehicles going out of control; one dream about wiggling my toes in clover.

~dreams~ 

i keep falling out of phase in my childhood home. "who is that?" i ask when i see myself in the mirror. the remainder of the night is body horror and identity confusion.

~dream~ 

surrounded by magic users, i abuse my anger to overwhelm & destroy them all, even folks on my side. i break down in tears, "i just wanted to be good at something and have friends."

again, disappointingly on the nose, brain.

~dream~ 

listening to a chiptune dj in an art gallery. the music is designed to bring one into a deeper level of consciousness, correlating to different, smaller rooms nested down to the subatomic level, space folding in with the mind. great show.
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~nightmare~ 

we discover a spot in the house that makes certain people (myself, laura palmer) intensely cold, where over the rising drone we scream uncontrollably.

~dream, vore, frightening imagery~ 

in my childhood home, i cut off my thumb & eat it. the weather turns foul and a tornado passes through, or just misses. i go outside to take in the laundry (oops!), and in the turned soil i find white caterpillars that recede into the earth, and strange mushrooms.

dreams, some sci-fi violence 

* i leave a bar to dodge an ex, ending up in a brutalist structure that makes up the universe. from there, i lead the 12 colonies of kobol to another universe where architects build the entire past & future of a building into its structure.
the various manifolds of these buildings all eventually coalesce into @everest's Ellinger, TX
everest-pipkin.com/projects/el
[...]

dreams, some sci-fi violence 

* next i'm in a universe where strictly information can be sent instantaneously anywhere in the universe; i'm part of a crew virtually exploring deep space from matrix-like pods on earth. captain Erick Avari is cool as hell, though his mind gets airlocked.

* finally, a dream in which we have a high school reunion ten years prior to graduation.

it was a confusing night.

dream 

homestar runner tells me he's the fastest at the olympics... he just walks in the room, gets bored, & turns off the tv. his training regimen: every day he finds one thing to give up.

dream 

i'm living in the universe of superbrothers' JETT. ancient sages used the dark void of space as inky paint; their brushstrokes are the flowing rivers on which interstellar travel is possible.

dream 

woke up to this in my dream journal and this is 100% the magic school bus reboot i am here for.

dream 

i'm Tom Paris and i'm buying news magazines from a booth at the lionel groulx metro stop. the seller is alternately a fresh-faced boy or a decrepit old man. i confess to Harry that i suspect it's "Jorgan Fleege," who's been after me since birth. we hustle to the 211 stop.

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dream 

playing a new sport & video game. both are called: Tim Curry Makes Loud Noises. it's basketball but one net is a hockey net. you can use your hands or your feet but once you choose you have to stick with it. every player gets a ball. every player is Tim Curry.

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Morpheus is teaching me to Long Jump. he wants me to meet up with him in Berlin, his "favourite of the bureaucratic enclaves; you don't realise you're there until you're ten seconds away."

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