She Continues
I dreamt last night of split souls and doppelgangers—a Carol Danvers analogue going after the actress that plays her (who was Uma Thurman) in a comic book, and a kind of nano-tech/fiber Ultron spreading into people and growing schizophrenic. I suppose I think of it in terms of the second attention being seen as a […] … Continue reading…Split Attentions, Sex, Guides
I had second hand smoke in my shirt and sinuses last night, and I find myself trying to sneeze it out. It’s been a windy weekend, leading to a cold week next week. Last night, as we left [a small po’dunk town], I had the chance to look at the constellations above for a few […] … Continue reading…Charges, Spirit, Cosms
My dreams were frenetic and busy, and though I think I dreamt of Phonogram, I don’t think I dreamt of my goddess, per se. I kept waking up wondering if I’d done so, but I don’t think I did. I did offer incense to the Morrigan and to my goddess—to C, I suppose. I feel […] … Continue reading…Interstitial Interval
I dreamt of Doctor Who and computers last night. I think I had glimpsed last night’s revelations on noticing how free and magical I felt in admitting to myself—, in calling down the blue rainbow light, the faentaur, in letting myself change and immerse myself in it and the Otherworlds and ôl-vala, in wanting and […] … Continue reading…Practice, Goddess Being, Art & Magic
I was put on the path to walk to Corunor last night, though I fell asleep before quite getting there. The Morrigan grabbed me, drug me to a path, from which K led me. We came to a narrow, cracked stone ascent/trail… [rough sketch of highly steep angle and narrow trail] Something like that—distinctive compared […] … Continue reading…The Green, Metamagic, Screens