Again with the vivid... Evidence seems overwhelming that my changing positions during sleep due to my bruised ribs are causing more vivid and sustained dreaming. I have yet to have a night since the accident that I don't have some epic, wildly vivid dream. There's still a chance that it could be due to the … Continue reading Nightmares V
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Nightmares IV
I suppose it has been a while since I've written here. I'm okay. Last Thursday at around 0200, I hit my head on my tile floor and woke up bloody and bruised. I'll have a nice scar on my right brow. So, I've got that going for me ... which is nice. But, I'm okay. … Continue reading Nightmares IV
Dreams XI
Change is inevitable. Nothing you do will change that. Paradoxically, the inevitability of change is the only thing that doesn't change. Remain static and the world—the universe—moves on without you. I always slip back into this blog with the intention of making it a regular thing, but I typically only find time at the beginning … Continue reading Dreams XI
Dreams X
I haven't had too many memorable dreams of late; however, I did have an odd dream last night that had some strange details I have been able to hang on to into the morning. I have never watched an episode of Avatar: The Last Airbender, and I couldn't say with any confidence that I even … Continue reading Dreams X
Nightmares III
Stand still while I bludgeon you with a series of sudden blog posts after a prolonged silence... In this post, we continue to explore the recurring denizens of my nightmares. We've explored the Black Dog, the Bears, the Snakes, and Xenomorphs. This time we'll look at one of the most fearsome of the recurring denizens, … Continue reading Nightmares III
Dreams VIII
As far as tropes go, the idea of infinite parallel universes is a fairly persistent and timeless one. I mean, paradise, heaven, hell ... alternate universes of a sort. As time and our culture has progressed, the concept has undergone some refinement, from the collection of Star Trek episodes across all series that feature alternate … Continue reading Dreams VIII
Dreams VII
I've had chest pain since Sunday evening. It's localized and hurts when I move, so I'm pretty confident that I did something moving around. It hurts to breathe, but it's a dull ache. I'm not having trouble breathing—I'm getting enough air—but there is some discomfort. No, it's not Covid-19—though I suppose it could be a … Continue reading Dreams VII
Dreams VI
I'm not getting enough sleep. That's what I'm currently going to blame my inability to remember my dreams on. I caught myself last night waking from a dream with a full cognitive grasp of the full details of the dream I had just come out of. My vision was distorted—similar to the geometric patterns I … Continue reading Dreams VI
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Recently, I have had something of a dry spell when it comes to dreams. Perhaps, though, it is just an inability to remember dreams that leaves me without something to explore in waking life. I remember bits and pieces, sometimes just the settings, but no real details. Last night, I know that I dreamed that … Continue reading Nightmares
Dreams V
For whatever reason, my dreams of late have been fleeting, few, and far between. My mind has been in overdrive though, so perhaps that has something to do with it. I've not been going to bed at decent times and my diet is all over the place. Hopefully I can find some semblance of routine … Continue reading Dreams V
Dreams IV
One of the big reasons I decided to write down my dreams is that the act of recalling the dream universe we travel to each night actually aids our dream memory. It's like a recursive bit of code—part of remembering your dreams is remembering your dreams. It sounds redundant, but the idea is used quite … Continue reading Dreams IV
Dreams III
Since High School, at least, I've been fascinated with the idea of lucid dreaming. I'm not sure that I knew there was a term for it when I first experienced it. My first lucid dream was derived from a recurring dream that I had been having where I could float, but only about 6 inches … Continue reading Dreams III
Dreams II
I didn't dream as much last night. I took an Inositol just before going to bed, and while I could see the slight visual effect it tends to give me, it took entirely too long to go to sleep. I tossed and turned once I did, and even had to get up a few times … Continue reading Dreams II
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I dream vividly. Some time ago, I wrote a post about the persistent world of my dreams where locales seem to have some stasis. I can revisit certain places, which are a distortion of real places. I have a good dream memory, and I think the repetition of these locales is either a result of … Continue reading Dreams
Day Eighteen – 15 Reasons Why the Person Next to You Will Likely Burst Into Flames
Judith, again, turning her head over her shoulder just before she disappears around the corner. It is cold, but with a tepid wind in the canyons of the greater metropolis. I can feel the wind knife around that mysterious corner, that exit from stage center, and she has disappeared into it - extant but extorted … Continue reading Day Eighteen – 15 Reasons Why the Person Next to You Will Likely Burst Into Flames
Day Five – Wednesday’s Positronic Void
My dreams have taken a turn to the aweless waste. When formerly I could traverse the dreamscape of candywine waterfalls and purple glory sunrises with consistency, the night journeys have descended into the dimensions of the mundane. And excessively so, my waking life begins to beg the attention I normally reserve for the infinite. Long … Continue reading Day Five – Wednesday’s Positronic Void
Godhood of the Infinitesimally Small 