Archive for the ‘Dreams’ Category

Where to Meet Your Friends

My friendships have been relegated to my dreams. I worked late last night, sleeping only to see my friends. “Thanks for the book.” “oh, yeah, glad you like it.” Then we have a discussion on personal education philosophy and practices. Sometimes, lately, I’m not sure if I had a conversation with a friend or if [...]

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Sleepy Brainstorming

I used to lie awake, in bed, thinking about time travel, cause and effect, logical fallacies, the history of the universe, the microcosmic dust and the macrocosmic crust–anything unknown that needed a good hypothesis. Now, I lie there thinking about innanities, filling out forms, paying bills, the state of the economy, work, work and more [...]

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Zombie Attack

Zombies are walking the streets. I’m gathering wooden stakes and plunging them into the heads of the infected. It’s not working so well. Blood is spattering everywhere and I almost get covered in the disease. The stakes are proving ineffective anyway. Some zombies are wandering around with the wood protruding from their sculls. I’ve torn [...]

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Book

I’m writing a book and I’m holding a virtual stack of 300 pages. There is easily another 200 pages to go. I take a break to look around the attic of some old, mysterious house I’m sleeping in. It’s late, probably just about dawn. My wife walks in the attic and sees me with a [...]

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Secret Composer Agent

I’m a child, playing out a piano piece written by some old composer. He’s standing there watching me, making sure I’m doing it right. “Ah, good, that part there is a little fast but it’s good that way.” Many years later, I am an old man. I see the composer in a coffee shop, looking [...]

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