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Scale A Wall

Sunday, February 14 2010

I forget in which order the things happen. At some point I am outside by a highway. My car is in the street and broken down. I am standing above the car on a slope on the side of the road. There is an arrangement of stones of different shapes and sizes from the top to the bottom. The row of gravel at the upmost part of the slope are large and blocky. The second one down are smaller chunks and slightly rectangular box shaped. The last layer closest to teh road itself are small round pebbles. I a

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Metal Spaces

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Sunday, October 5 2008

Don't know if I can qualify this as a lucid dream. I knew I was in an altered state, but it was not like I was aware I was actaully dreaming. More like I thought was a sort of spirit doing a task and that most people won't see me at all. In the earlier part of the dream I am following a family into what I figure out is a sort of instituion for the insane or something like that. I remember being below the family as they walked into the building. I could see up through the floors and previously I

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Deconstruction of Cars

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Sunday, April 13 2008

I become lucid so at least for a little while I know I am dreaming, but I don't control anything. I find myself in a pretty scary looking place. It seems to be a long underground garage. The floor is smoothed out concrete, and on either side of me are individual cages with chain link like fences for gates. Inside each cage is either a car or some other large mechanical thing. The cars looks like the sort availible around the late 30's, and they all seem to be in various stages of disrepair. For

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Writings from a Neo Nazi Skin Head

Tuesday, January 24 2006

In this dream everything seemed to happen after the fact. I was about to fill in a review on an 8.5x5.5 peice of blue card stock paper how I rated my student's writing assignment. Apparently my student was a prisoner, a neo-nazi skin head. So I was about to write some notes about how interesting his writings where then I casually glance over at a place where it asked me to describe "personal poetry" I thought to myself, *he didn't write any poetry* then I realized, *hey, what the hell did he

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