tags: dreaming
1992
July
- 1992 Jul 3
- Soliloquy
The twilight creeps upon my heart.
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A veil is draped upon my brow.
As all my hopes and dreams depart.
All happiness is lost from here.
And what remains? A single tear.
2000
July
- 2000 Jul 25
- Three Weeks Off
OK, I'm slacking. There's a lot of shit to do. I essentially have another three weeks off… I only really have class on Mondays and Tuesdays. I really have to force myself to write every day. If I had known… I would've really wanted to take a trip somewhere, but it's too late to get a cheap fare. I must write that e-mail to [redacted]. I don't know why I even bother. This is going to drive me insane.
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- Thought Police
OK, this writing every day deal isn't working out so well….
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August
- 2000 Aug 7
- Dreaming of Poetry
OK, this every other day thing kind of stinks. I really have to do this every day. There's a lot of shit going through my mind, enough for me to get lost in, so I've got to make it a point to sort it out.
· Read more… - 2000 Aug 7
- Anniversary of the Atomic Bomb
OK, back to Hiroshima. It's somewhat ironic that the U.S. is the only country that has actually used a nuclear bomb on somebody. This is seriously a grave atrocity. I wonder why we decided to use it against civilians? If anything, we ought to have nuked the Emperor [or Tojo]. I guess the elite really [do] protect the elite, [war or no war].
· Read more… - 2000 Aug 15
- A Whole Week Missing
You've got to be shitting me… a whole week!?!? Missing?
· Read more… - 2000 Aug 22
- Weird Shit Floating around in My Mind
I've got to do better than this, at least fifteen minutes a day, maybe.
· Read more… - 2000 Aug 25
- Red Fragments
Rubeus fragmentum. Inconstans.
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I am dripping like raindrops
Dreams:
begotten by the stars, perhaps
rising like a welling spring
September
- 2000 Sep 9
- Prophylaxis
parallel to something Chris Rock said, I’m not saying I’d kill all racists, but… I understand
· Read more… - 2000 Sep 19
- Geography of My Dreams
Dreams:
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November
- 2000 Nov 9
- Enlightenment
Enlightenment is like when a dreamer realizes he is dreaming, but does not wake up.
2001
February
- 2001 Feb 19
- Without Rhyme or Reason
I feel restless and cramped. Caged, really, with no apparent hope for escape. I cannot even fantasize my way out of this madness, short of hospitalization. Maybe [St. John's wort] will help again, though. I cannot stand So Cal February gloom. I think maybe there are only a few months I can endure.
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August
- 2001 Aug 18
- Unreal City
Part I:
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- Dreaming
Are you supposed to believe in dreams? Not wishes or hopes or aspirations or anything like that—these are things from the waking world. But actual dreams: the kaleidoscopic menagerie of images running around your subconscious, where disbelief is not only suspended, but quite possibly expelled and turned over to the authorities. Where everything is true, even when it isn’t or can’t possibly be. *sigh*
· Read more… - 2001 Aug 19
- Last Night's Show
It was snowing in August, and my brother and my sister were with me in North Chicago. There was some driving up and down the I-5, and my sister's friend Abigail figured into the picture somehow. Parts of Milpitas flickered in and out. We rode a plane that had to taxi from Sacramento to… somewhere. Maybe Stockton? There was a freeway sign that read US-385 Sacramento. Altogether, it was pretty calming, although I do miss my brother and my sister.
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2002
July
- 2002 Jul 1
- Portentiousness (Chapter 1)
I get knocked down, then I get up again.
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December
- 2002 Dec 8
- Vector Tracings
I remember white outlines on a black background, kind of like a blueprint being drawn before my eyes. I don't know. Like a concept diagram. There was a road, or a railway. I know: as if reality were being generated as I cast my eyes upon it. More concretely, like a primitive 3D shooter (like Doom, or Counterstrike) whose graphics engine relied only on vector tracings, and which could not keep up with realtime. I suppose, if I really knew what I was doing, I would try to approximate it with a Flash animation, but such as it is.
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2003
January
- 2003 Jan 16
- Crush
Unexpected, I awake
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her, warm and close, asleep
a dream, I know
nothing more
February
- 2003 Feb 16
- Remixed Suburbs
I don't really remember when I dreamt this, but I will write it down now before I forget it.
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2006
July
- 2006 Jul 29
- final sky
I am singular
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in this effervescing madness of destiny
swirling, quantum foam roiling
madness seeking
I am dreaming again
facing the finality of these decisions
made smeared across time, indistinct
and indefinable
August
- 2006 Aug 29
- dreamtime
There seems to be this alternate reality that I keep coming back to in my dreams. There is a transportation plaza in a place that makes me think of Pasadena, except it really seems to be the civic center of an alternate Southern California. There are several mass transit lines that meet here: blue, red, yellow, orange, and green. There is also a shopping mall with extensive underground parking. The blue line can get you to the airport and to the ocean, ending in a seaside town that should be San Pedro, except it is much more tourist oriented, complete with villas and white sand beaches. The yellow line takes you to the downtown of this place which, for the lack of a better name, I have dubbed Todos Santos. This downtown area is sort of a mish-mash of Universal Citywalk, Old Pasadena, and Disneyland. The red line will take you to a bohemian/rapidly gentrifying/hipster-infested neighborhood that actually kind of reminds me of Wicker Park, but which will also take you to a shopping district that reminds me of Sunset Blvd in Echo Park, except with taller buildings. The green line, in one of the dreams I had, was what I was waiting for get home (whereever that is in this dream world of mine) and the actual platform is separated from the other ones, and it’s not always open. (The red, blue, and yellow lines share the same platform; the orange line is accessible by climbing a faux-Spanish era tower.) The orange line climbs a huge hill and ends up in an area that reminds me simultaneously of New York City and San Diego. (Yeah, I know, it doesn’t make a lot of sense.) It also takes you to an area that sort of reminds me of Michigan Avenue combined with Berkeley (Scary thought, huh?) There is a university campus there that sort of reminds me of a gigantic version of my high school.
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2010
July
- 2010 Jul 23
- team composition, and the art of group dreaming
WARNINGS: (1) more "Inception" spoilers (2) more incoherent, meandering blog posts
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2012
April
- 2012 Apr 13
- metaphor, or omen?
Ugh. Dreamt of a [what-if situation][1], of a missed chance (or maybe it was always just in my head) that left my heart aching when I awoke and realized that it never happened that way, that it was all just wishful thinking.
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2013
July
- 2013 Jul 29
- i dreamt about the POTUS
So I should write this down before I totally forget: Last night I dreamt that me and Barack Obama got kidnapped by a couple of Filipino gangsters working for the Triad. (Don't ask me where Secret Service was.) We managed to outsmart the gangsters, but had to steal a limo to get away. For some reason no one recognized the POTUS at all.
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2014
January
- 2014 Jan 31
- maybe it's enough
I dreamt about a woman whom I've had unrequited feelings for. She was hugging me and telling me that we'd always be friends. In retrospect, it was probably for the best. As if it could've turned out any other way.
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June
- 2014 Jun 30
- prophecy
In the silent hours ere the waxing light
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I know I will meet her some day soon
and she will be with me
and I will not remember
what life was like before I met her
But that was just a dream
dissipating in the drear of the morning fog
and the light of day dawns
and I dare not hope
2015
July
- 2015 Jul 29
- HTML dreams
I have the nerdiest dreams sometimes.
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November
- 2015 Nov 30
- Late Entry
On Saturday, I had an anxiety dream that left me feeling exhausted when I woke up.
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December
- 2015 Dec 22
- Fight Club
So I had this weird dream that I was at work. But instead of my usual office, it looked like the Whitefeather law firm from "Crazy Ex-Girlfriend" and it was a combination internal medicine-pediatrics clinic and dental office.
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2016
March
- 2016 Mar 14
- Dreaming of the Rocky Mountain Free States
Even though Philip K Dick totally imagined Nazism in the United States, I think even he would be hard-pressed to believe that in 2016 a fascist and a democratic socialist were viable candidates for POTUS.
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