Oh good. We had an epic battle right outside your room. |
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Same as it ever was.. |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
Oh good. We had an epic battle right outside your room. |
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ya gwan fok wid de Baron? ye gotta nodda ting comin. (Formerly known as Baking Nomad.)
My dream place,My home |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
Amazing.But embarassing. |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
Currently, I have put a...clamp down on my shared dreaming (besides MoSH) until I can get a better ~understanding~ on what exactly took place the other night. On that, mums the word for now. |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
You do whatever you need to do dear. Sending you positive energy. |
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ya gwan fok wid de Baron? ye gotta nodda ting comin. (Formerly known as Baking Nomad.)
hehe. I still have a tough time understanding your words |
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The Best of my dream journal
MoSh: How about you stop trying to define everything, and just accept what you experience, and explore it.
- From the DJ of Waking Nomad!
Last evening I laid down for a power nap, with my intent firm in mind to meet up with J. hehehe |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
In the shared dreaming tread it was stated that the one messing with me seemed confused, would catch his snap and disappear. |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
Last night after going to bed |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
I do not recall Dreaming (not to say I did not though). |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
My lucid dreaming seems to have...stopped. |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
I did not have much sleep last night but before I woke at 3:15... |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
I was semi lucid driving my car back through my neighborhood to my current house;it was a beautiful day and I was watching the sky. |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
Even the most hardened skeptic about dream sharing, or anything deemed otherworldly can understand this sentiment of... |
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Last edited by Morrigan; 11-09-2009 at 11:47 AM.
The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
Last night was a pretty rough one. One small fragment only. |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
thanks for coming by. I was in the same dream, I just don't remember you showing up. |
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The Best of my dream journal
MoSh: How about you stop trying to define everything, and just accept what you experience, and explore it.
- From the DJ of Waking Nomad!
I did some...workings before bed, and drank Mugwort tea. |
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Last edited by Morrigan; 11-16-2009 at 02:07 PM.
The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
That's great. I wonder what we shall call it when the day comes |
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That is so awesome. You converted a dreamscape and a temple. |
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ya gwan fok wid de Baron? ye gotta nodda ting comin. (Formerly known as Baking Nomad.)
This is a dream that unfoldes over time..well my lifetime, and is lucid but also....a memory. |
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The Phosphorus of the imagination, abandoned to all the caprices of over-excited and diseased nerves, fills itself with Monsters and absurd visions.
Wow. that is so intense. It sounds remarkably like the tower and the biodome. |
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ya gwan fok wid de Baron? ye gotta nodda ting comin. (Formerly known as Baking Nomad.)
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