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Recipe for immortality

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Friday, April 21 2017

2. The recipe for immortality was killing nine goats in one go, skinning them and wearing their pelts fresh. One could hire people to do the killing and skinning, and I observed them for a while – they were men dressed in red uniforms, working in teams of three, bleeding out the goats over a square concrete drain. The setting seemed rural as the drain cut through a field of lush green grass that I thought was well-fertilised by blood. I decided to do the magic myself. I skipped buyi

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Safety underwater

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Tuesday, April 18 2017

1. A terror act happened in Manila airport. I was there with Kiddo; it was insanely crowded and she fell in a deep square concrete pool that was in the middle of a glass-domed hall. I was panicking not being able to squeeze through the crowd to help her get out. A sort of countdown back from a minute started in my head and I tore through the crowd, screaming, feeling like I could rip these indifferent bastards to pieces with my bare hands. The crowd sort of picked me up and threw me into the

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Eternity in Hell over a potato?!

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Sunday, April 2 2017

2. Summer, a dusty backyard surrounded by a chain link fence. In the middle of the yard is a rusted old bathtub. Around forty big black-and-white birds and some twenty young women surround it. They look angry and exhausted; the general atmosphere is of doom and apprehension like something gory and violent is about to happen. A young blonde woman is sitting on the side of the bathtub holding a small axe. She suddenly stands up, the crowd parts before her; she marches to the fence th

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Xenomorphs

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Friday, March 3 2017

6. A young woman is running down an empty hall in a spaceship, trying to escape from a bunch of xenomorphs. She has a semi-automatic and shoots behind herself without looking. She hits them all, but at the end of the hall there is a closed door which she slams into and the dying xenomorphs slam into her, and she gets pinned beneath a pile of acid-dripping bodies. She only has her gun hand free and shoots herself in the temple.

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Xenomorphs

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Friday, March 3 2017

6. A young woman is running down an empty hall in a spaceship, trying to escape from a bunch of xenomorphs. She has a semi-automatic and shoots behind herself without looking. She hits them all, but at the end of the hall there is a closed door which she slams into and the dying xenomorphs slam into her, and she gets pinned beneath a pile of acid-dripping bodies. She only has her gun hand free and shoots herself in the temple.

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Knitter/detective and the desert flood orchestra

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Thursday, March 2 2017

  1. I work in a surreal sort of plant as a knitter, one among many. The rest aren’t happy with their work conditions and go on a strike; however, I take pride in my work and sit high atop a tangle of silver steel pipes outside, knitting with green wool while the others are shouting and protesting on the lawn below. The pipes are cold, although the day is sunny and it is summer.     2. An unfamiliar young woman has a bullet hole in her coccyx. I am her friend and

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Bloodsoaked

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Sunday, February 12 2017

  1. I lived in a crammed room with my mother and brother. Our ages were off – I was 19 and he was 10. The room was light and clean, but stuffed to the ceiling with various objects, leaving just a narrow U-shaped path. My corner behind the wardrobe was mostly filled with books and boxes. I sat there with my laptop, studying Finnish. I knew I had a girlfriend in the dream and mother was happy that I pose no competition for the affections of potential step-fathers. My brother got a w

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The name day of baby Jesus

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Tuesday, February 7 2017

1. I’m attending a work meeting in what looks like the biology classroom in my old school – a multi-level room with worn, scratched desks. The coordinator gives a small bouquet of flowers to every Catholic in the room, saying “Happy name day of baby Jesus!”. When she gets to me, she spreads all the remaining flowers all over my desk. There are forget-me-nots, tiny pink roses and white tulips. I don’t have the heart to tell her that I don’t go to church any

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War slave and widower

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Saturday, February 4 2017

The conversations in these dreams were in Old Russian that I barely understood, and responded in modern Russian. 1. There was a big victory parade in a huge, red brick hall illuminated by wagon wheel chandeliers. I was a war slave, one among many, and we were expected to swear fealty to our new masters. The masters had both the Bible and Quran, but I couldn’t make an oath on either, and swore on a fencing manual, after which I had to prove my prowess with a sword. The next day I

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Rocky beach and B&B

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Friday, January 27 2017

I'm at the seaside in Scotland, watching the waves with my mother. There is a flat rock with a hole in the middle and with each wave water shoots up from it like out of a geyser. There is another rock standing apart as a small island and I see some movement there, but cannot yet discern what it is. I wade as far as I can, then swim to it and see that those are pink jellyfish and some little stingrays stranded there. I pick up jellyfish, carefully cupping them in my hands and release

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