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"When we describe the Moon as dead, we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void, we are describing our own unbearable emptiness."
~ D.H. Lawrence

"Is the meaning of life defined by its duration? Or does life have a purpose so large that it doesn't have to be prolonged at any cost to preserve its meaning?"

"Living is not good, but living well. The wise man, therefore, lives as well as he should, not as long as he can... He will always think of life in terms of quality not quantity... Dying early or late is of no relevance, dying well or ill is... even if it is true that while there is life there is hope, life is not to be bought at any cost."
~ Seneca

"People will tell you nothing matters, the whole world's about to end soon anyway. Those people are looking at life the wrong way. I mean, things don't need to last forever to be perfect."
~ Daydream Nation

"All Bette's stories have happy endings. That's because she knows where to stop. She's realized the real problem with stories-- if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death."
~ The Sandman: Preludes & Nocturnes

"The road now stretched across open country, and it occurred to me - not by way of protest, not as a symbol, or anything like that, but merely as a novel experience - that since I had disregarded all laws of humanity, I might as well disregard the rules of traffic. So I crossed to the left side of the highway and checked the feeling, and the feeling was good. It was a pleasant diaphragmal melting, with elements of diffused tactility, all this enhanced by the thought that nothing could be nearer to the elimination of basic physical laws than deliberately driving on the wrong site of the road."
~ Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

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Sickness and nightmares...
Monday, November 4, 2013
I feel like I've been having a lot of nightmares these past few weeks I've been sick, but I don't remember all of them.

There was one where I went into this huge cathedral that was very dark except for a spot near the entrance where there was a confessional, and there was a voice from outside(?) whispering to me, "This is a safe place, you can tell all your secrets here, don't hide anything..." I sat in one side of the confessional nervously, and the room seemed to grow darker. I could feel the darkness in a weird way... like it was closing in on me, just waiting for me to confess something. And I could feel a presence on the other side of the confessional, listening intently, as if I needed to open myself up in order for it to act. I got very scared and ran out of the cathedral, and as I exited into the daylight I became aware that I had narrowly escaped enslavement by a demon. I guess it was trying to trick me into telling it everything so that it could have power over me and bend me to its will. It still wanted to get me after I ran out, and since deception hadn't worked, it was going to send its minions after me... I just kept running, trying to find somewhere safe that I could hide. I went into my house and found that it was infested with (were?)wolves, so I left there in a panic. Sometime while I was running I guess a friend of mine caught up to me, and so we were trying to find somewhere to hide together. Well, she suggested that we climb up a eucalyptus tree in front of my house and hide in it, since they wouldn't think to look for me above ground. This seemed like a good idea, so I grabbed a branch to hoist myself up. The tree was like rubber and the entire thing pulled toward me with little resistance (this actually has happened every time I've tried to climb a tree in a dream), but after I let it spring back, it was solid. I started to climb up into the branches, but then I looked down and saw that my friend was just looking up at me, all fear and urgency gone from her face, and just smiling in a smug, somewhat malicious way. When I looked back up toward the upper branches, I realized why. Far above me, there was a valkyrie nest. Not good valkyries, though. These valkyries had completely black eyes and black skin that crackled in places, huge black-feathered wings, and long, thick, greasy looking black hair that clumped together for an almost dreadlock-like effect. They looked like they were made of charcoal and tar. They were also circling the tree I was perched in, and knew I was trapped. It occurred to me that my friend had betrayed me and must have been taken over by the evil valkyries so that they could trap me.

The dream I had last night had a little less detail. I was in a very large room made of smooth dark grey stone, on a stage that had been erected in the middle of it. Nobody was using the stage, and there were no seats for an audience. There was a little boy near me with his baby sister. He might have been three or four, and the baby was one or two. An old woman was there with us, and she was telling him about how it was possible to reach into a person's chest and pull out their heart to make them suffer. Hearing this, the little boy turned to his sister and promptly snatched her heart out, then stood there and observed it as it sat in his palm. I was horrified. The old woman seemed surprised too, as she hadn't meant that he should do it. This child clearly had the potential for a lot of evil. She stayed very calm and casual though, and smiled at me and told me that I should run far away while she talked to the boy. She was just trying to talk to him in a pleasant manner and make sure he didn't hurt anybody else... I guess she wasn't afraid of him the way I was. I ran for a long time and ended up in a neighborhood full of small hills. Every few houses there was another one, and the streets all went up and down with them. I kept going and going until I was hopelessly lost, and it still didn't seem far enough away.
3 Comments.


hey pal, do I have your email address? I can send you some papers. ;)
» Zanzibar on 2013-11-08 08:44:48

re
Right? I was thrown off by all the 'zombies' at first.
» jabberwock on 2013-11-08 07:59:49

re:
Maybe a hybrid would work...
» Unicornasaurus on 2013-11-10 04:27:57

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