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Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
Was in a previous house I lived in as a child, the house used to belong to my great grandmother. In reality it is a medium-small house but in this dream it was a massive victorian mansion. A lot of people were staying over and I awoke to the house being flooded, its architecture mutated into a slimy swimming pool. There were many thorns and bindis everywhere. A moment I distinctly remember was get... » Continue Reading
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Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
On my way back from a birthday party with a group of friends, I rode down an escalator in the train station on a shopping trolley. A train police guy stopped us and gave me my third strike. The punishment was that we were to take ID photos, but instead of a neutral face, we were to pull embarrassing poses. I was not charged a fine. In disbelief of this, I kept asking questions of the officer, who ... » Continue Reading
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
I was battle-rapping the fella from my first dream diary entry. I absolutely SMOKED him. » Continue Reading
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Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
"What's the most underrated trilogy in film" "Mr. Suitcase" A fantasy rom com about a man who lives in a mansion inside a suitcase. The man is played by Rob Schneider. He is discovered by a conventionally attractive blonde woman who works in the publishing industry. It is revealed that he is a prolific crime writer who lost his memory and has been living in this weird suitcase limbo ever since. Th... » Continue Reading
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Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
I have not been updating this consistently so here are some highlights as of late: The entire property of which my childhood home is a subdivision was turned into the site for a folk festival. Homeschooled children with unkempt hair were galavanting around and fighting each other with sticks whilst their parents sat in camp chairs around bonfires drinking beer. No folk music was actually played. M... » Continue Reading
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
I was at a bourgeois private school event on a private island wherein they seemed to be presenting awards or something. Afterwards, as people were eating tiny food and drinking champagne, I began to overhear details of a conspiracy which all these private school people were in on. This was eventually revealed to be a plot to create super soldiers by stitching stolen flesh from poor people onto the... » Continue Reading
Category: Religion and Philosophy
The proximity of food and sexuality within the human psyche unnerves me to no end. » Continue Reading
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
I dreamed that Bobby Lee was at my Uni for some film project. I was really excited to meet him, even though I disagree with some of his comedic sensibilities in real life, and tried to get him to sign my notebook. When I opened it, however, it was full of my own notes and sketches, and not one page was empty. He went through and started complimenting me, which was very embarrassing. I should have ... » Continue Reading
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
I was looking at a list of anachronistic english slang terms which included the term 'Soulblathered' which means someone's soul is so exhausted that they interpret all talking as blathering. » Continue Reading
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
I dreamed that South Korea had been taken over by a militant dictator, and that I was watching a shootout between this dictator and Anthony Albanese. Neither had any bodyguards, but Anthony was being clung to by an action-movie-love-interest type woman. Prime Minister Albanese took a bullet to the shoulder but ended up killing the other guy. In this world heads of state are legally allowed to kill... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
Every time I hear fireworks I check out my window to see if it's finally over. » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
The power went out in my building a couple of days ago. And so a generator was installed outside my window. It hums a little sharper than a B, which is amusing when I can convince myself that it’s in tune with whatever music I am trying in vain to use to mask it. It wriggles its way into my dreams - not the sound itself, but a cloying, nagging hatred for my subconscious narratives. Please, just le... » Continue Reading
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