Several fragments based on Tolkien, involving hooded figures, the statement that "No (name of hooded figures) will survive Aragorn" which has some vague association with atheism, and a few scenes in which Aragorn is either fighting the hooded figures alongside one or two other humans, or calmly talking to them, and either way shown to be in complete control. As Rumpelstiltskin, I'm stopping by the door of one of the storerooms. Belle's inside, talking. The room's mostly filled with straw, but it also holds a mirror, and she's using it to speak with the image of an old woman sitting in a chair and knitting, a woman I know. The woman's giving her advice. I'm pleased - partially at seeing the two of them get along well, but mostly at seeing Belle making use of my magic. They stop talking and Belle turns around and sees me watching them, and I feign disinterest. As FK's Nick, I'm stretched out on the floor of my apartment, talking to someone and using a laptop on a low table to search for something; the side of me that's a disembodied observer associates this with the semi-lucid search techniques used in other recent dreams. (Woke up. Back to sleep.) A vampire watching a woman turn, which at this stage mostly consists of becoming more physical, much like the old movies - not sexual specifically, just more aware of the senses. He's saying something about how there's no need to believe in a divine plan to explain the way they find each other again and again. Mina and Grayson are talking in a train car; she says she loves him, and the moment she does, he's flung by some invisible force out of the car, into the next, which is filling rapidly with water, up to the ceiling. He's thinking something regretful about Lucy.
11/29/12 4:00am I went to go visit my family at church and everyone was so glad to see me because they thought I was returning to the flock. I was talking to some kid when some lady started telling me about how nice it was to have me back and something about my self esteem..blah blah. I got upset, grabbed my stuff and started to leave. My Mom ran up to me and asked .."Wait. Where are you going?" I told her that I didn't believe in god and it has nothing to do with self esteem or anything other than evidence.
A stair. Near school. An old man. Me as a young kid. A writer. Online. Car. Plants. Animals. An alien world with strange animals. An old guy. A couple of young guys. An old guy leaving his millions to me. Teaching me drawing. Reading a book. Drinking water. A house. Dorm. Search. Work. Divided among people. EJ? Food court. Search. Rob. Searching documents. Magick and dark age files. Atheism office. Don Paez. Super Mario World. Vanilla 1 stage? Short. Up. Slide. Mnk. Red and yellow. Game.
10.17.2011 I am in an unfamiliar house with many other people. It's clearly some kind of social gathering for older adults, with whom I somehow blend in. While mingling I come across the host, a black man in a white robe who looks like Morgan Freeman, but younger. He is addressing the whole room and although I don't hear all his words, I realize he's about to go around the room asking what everyone's spiritual beliefs are, and it becomes apparent that it is a move to single me out as the only non-believer in the room. Of course, he goes straight to me and places his hands on my shoulder, smiling wordlessly, expecting me to profess my beliefs. I tell him uncomfortably that I'm atheist, which leads the whole room to let out an awkward laugh. The host turns to the crowd gathered around us and mentions that I am in need of saving and that I need to accept their God, clearly assuming I'd simply not been exposed to it. I correct him in his assumption and say, "I was born Catholic, raised Christian, and chose to be an agnostic atheist." This was more disturbing to them, which produced an even more awkward laugh. I laugh myself, feeling less uncomfortable than before, and am left alone.
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