Recent DJ Posts

Hood
He fashions a hood from scraps of human flesh. But it is okay, he says, because his scraps were soul-less, seeded in the secrecy of a lab.

Star Shifts
Riddled with fearful anticipation we plot our paths either into the mysterious birth or the ever stretching fringe of the known. Red stars or blue stars are guiding lights.

Wonderful to be back.

I was lost in a sea of hypnagogic imagery as pain pulled me in and out of dreams.
An imploding compound eyeball.
A braid of light wisps.
Police pushing through my door.
Up a steeply inclined string.
A vibrating tangle of spectral shapes that nearly was a dream.

Imladris?
Whispers of moonlight slip through carven beams of a hallway unending. Drifting fluff of soul, aimless and ailing, I amble along. He calls a name that is mine and yet, not. I am a river. Voices are echoes, sacred harmonies so gently easing all the harm in me. A path of new moons and ritual fasts, of magic mantras and dream woven tasks is assigned to me. I agree. Finally there is rest beneath the stars, beside cascades, beyond dim and damned ever reaching hands.

Jamie 1

A dream of me talking to Jamie. She ran away from me like I said something really mean. .

Cats

I was wandering around a house. I saw a box with a small white kitten in it. Weeks old maybe. I went to pet it. The kitten grew large and tried to play fight with my hand.

Later I saw another cat that lives in my real home. Inky, who always treats pets as a playfight. I saw him around a corner of a room. I went somewhere to a different house far away from where I was. I spotted Inky again.

Jamie 2

I was with my brother at a table. Jamie was there. I was writing down a grocery list. My writing was really messy, I couldn't get anything out properly. I made a comment on that. Jamie said, "Let me see." I was trying to draw a G, but it came out like a a strange handwritten H. I was embarrassed because I remember when she wrote her name down on a piece of paper irl, I remembered how perfect her writing form was. And me, I even had a school tutor when I was young, who made me practice the alphabet over and over again, and no matter how much I tried and practiced, I was always sloppy. Jamie always had great spelling and grammar as well. I have no Idea what a ; is, or how to use it. So I never use it.

Anyway my brother said something about writing, "bread" down with impatience. a minut later Jamie piped up and said, "Yes make sure you get the right kind of bread down." with more impatience. I nervously explained that I made sure I wrote the write thing down.

I thought it was odd, Her ganging up on me with my brother. Not taking my side... Well I'll say this: If her friends or family, or anyone else ganged up on her to make her feel bad - even if they are right. My Job is to take her side no matter what, I hope she sees me the same way.

I woke up and the voice apologized about the dream.

Jamie 3

I was in a living room with a bunch of random couches and TVs. Jamie was there, and several guys. some passed out on couches. I was tired so I laid down for a nap on the end of one. Some guy made a comment about me sleeping there so I got up and sat down at a chair. I was watching a show or something about the black widow from the MCU or something. I found it boring. So I got up and left the room for some reason. I came back. Jamie was there sitting on a couch staring blankly ahead, with some younger guy beside her who was shirtless. He was trying to put his arm around her. I gave her a dirty look but then ignored the situation. now the guy had changed to having his shirt on. But her still was getting a little too friendly. Jamie was still trying hard to pretend I wasn't there. I looked around and found the room in a different order. I was a little puzzled at that. I saw one of the TVs had star trek on or something. I went to watch it when I woke up.

When I woke up, Her voice was apologizing again. She said she didn't know why she was acting that way.