I've decided to try throwing up a new dream journal set up here. Mind you, this is stuff I write right when I wake up, so.. yeahhhh....


Resolution with all my family and friends that I can reemmber, travelling the country to find as many as possible.. Final arguments with parents about abuse and infidelity, leaving the last dinner with them. Searching for old friends to tell them goodbye so I can progress to the next level of evolution.

Something goes wrong with the world. Possible war, or galactic shift. Unsure, but its enough to cause the fall of man, with destruction of how the world is on a large scale. Cannot find ben or a few of them, and they become lost pieces in a puzzle that lasts thousands of years.

Some process turns me into a techno orgranic god of sorts, REALLY not sure how, but the dream goes from finding friends in the world, to being capable of creation on a grand scale, to reshape the world after it is dying. Reworking large areas of the globe into massive, natural, living engines to revitalize and change the enviornment to pre-destruction.

Parts of the oceans are changed into what seems to be floating castle/cities turbines, large, empty kingdoms of rock and earth filled with new metals and pipes, flowing the heat of the core upwards, forests of luminous colors that purify the air. I am unaware at this point that the Fae have come back and began to inhabit them from deep within the earth. They are unaware I am creating them and running them. They believe me to be some sort of figment of their imagination.

Massive amounts of changes have gone on to what is left of local flora and fauna.I take revenge upon what appear to be fragments of my memories, including priests [with my dislike of religion], people who have hurt friends, and so on. Unsure if it follows the context of the dream, or if it is a dream sequence within the dream, but it has effects on the world I have created. Find what I think is the capsule containing Ben, deep near the sharks.

Turns out to be technological components of a last message. Open the capsule in one of the deep water factories, with thousands of pipes that look like something out of an ancient dwarven factory. There are.. other programs/beings, that I have created to monitor and speak with. Sentience is something I had created in these AI creatures to keep myself talking to someone and monitor things while I roamed.

I try to rebuild Ben from DNA on the data stick after opening the capsule. Unable to for some reason, as the sequence is incomplete. My form is no longer flesh. I have gone to something akin to one of the highly advanced machines in HOTEL, the graphic novel. I content myself observing the lives of the Fae, and even create a body to go into their society.

Humans are no longer a fear for them. Just a myth as we treat them now. Any tiny fragment or hint of the former world is treated with reverence. I lose myself in the Fae body, establishing loves and friendships that I never had as a human. Awaken a dragon while exploring deep as the Fae self, that turns out to be part of a time travel loop i was not aware of the past few times it had happened.

Dragon works to undo my world, angered at mankind while unaware of what has happened, believes Fae to be the cause of everything. Battle ensues as I work to save my new world. I send myself back and forth thru time to fight, deal and discuss with the dragon and Fae about how the world is/was.

There are fragments of a story with ghost girls and monsters in a hidden human city that was found, as well as dna unlock keys to create more techorganic creatures, though not to the level I had reached in my 'god' form'. The Fae self has friends and such as the dragon creates havoc upon the new world, trying to destroy the floating water kingdoms, and the living hurricane that floats along the world, churning the waters to keep them fresh.

Dragon was awakened by pulling the sword from its skull thousand yyears earlier, and it took that long for it to regenerate. Fae relatives get into trouble, trying to ride the 'hot' tubes, long blast tunnels that I had placed between upper and lowers 'new' cities as a means of energy movement, but ended up being used for transportation. The rest has faded away.


And that's it for this one.. Was like watching some movie that would make all the current 'big scene' directors cry with how cool it looked.. especially creating the water castles in the hurricane..

I am giving fair warning, and am apologizing ahead of time.

For the next week[s], I am not going to be a happy person. Less so, as I'm sure most of you just thought 'But you aren't ever a happy person, anyway...'. I will most likely be cold, dark-minded, hateful, and just unpleasant. Affections will probably be avoided as.. politely as possible, and friendly interaction will be slow, at best.

Why, do you ask? 'Oh what the hell could it possibly be this time? What's up your ass now?'

I was robbed. The home I stay at, and rent a room from, was broken into. Not only were items of my land lord stolen, including his new big screen, but my tv was stolen as well. A $900 dollar 40" Flat panel LCD high-def tv, that was effectively my computer monitor, was snatched by .. whoever. Given where I live, I am boiling with racial, stereotypical epithets that would scare people. My computer was left, only because the thing is one of those heavy-duty Antec server cases that would break your foot if dropped on. I had my 360 with me, as I almost always do over the weekend. I thought they had stolen the monitor I'm using now.. but this thing is tiny.
That television was mine. I financed the damn thing. It made me happy. Materialistic, yes, but I don't care.

I cannot list the things I would do, if these bastards were found. They broke into one of the few places I find a quiet solace, where I don't have to deal with the world. It is a feeling only one who has had it happen to them, would understand. Something more than an object, taken. A burning, viscous desire for revenge, rendered impotent and stagnant by anonymity. I find myself more cool and detached than usual, and it is mildly frightening.
I don't know how to deal with these emotions. My landlord is a bit more cool-headed about it, saying things could have been worse. While that is true, it is no comfort.

Apart from now having to deal with the annoying insurance for the TV itself [which will no doubt worsen my mood, as I MIGHT only get something 'pro-rated'], I have to look into getting renters insurance, finding a way to secure the door to a much greater degree. I would also like to get a small surveillance kit.. Some small computer, with motion-activated cameras, that I could hide in my room. And, for the first time.. I'm contemplating getting a hand-gun and a permit to carry it. It is a loathsome thing for me, as I am not much a fan of guns, truth be told. They're loud, dangerous, and require little to no skill to use, versus damage output.

All in all.. this makes having to finish dealing with this vundo virus seem preferable.

The details are fading fast, but I'll say what I can.


I was a criminal lawyer, who had been pulled away from one suit to deal with a murder in another larger town.. The whole deal with that has vanished at this point.. But I come back to an earlier case I was working, in a shitty little white-trash town, involving some sort of property dispute. I was teamed with some female lawyer. This white-trash couple was having issues with a business owner who was kinda shady in their dealings. I went and chatted with the judge, who seemed rather amiable, despite the fact co-counsel was still arguing with the other lawyer. The white-trash wife in the case made all sorts of threats, left, and came back with a paintball gun, that was loaded with those small blowgun darts, , and proceeded to pepper me, the female lawyer, and tried to shoot the judge as well.. They were sticking out of my fingers, forearms, forehead, neck, shins and shoulders.. At which point she fleed, and the judge and other lawyer tried to remove them.. All I recall is them feeling.. itchy.. No pain.. just annoyance.. I asked the judge if he'd mind if I went and kicked her ass, and he said I shouldn't, because that'd put the negotiator out of a job.

Fox says, "That's because you're an asshole, Dashutri. You treat people like garbage all the time. Not only do you do it here you do it in real life to. You're generally obnoxious and verbally abusive. That's why most people already have you gagged and why I have you gagged on Tapestries. I don't generally make that accusation of someone right away, it takes a lot of build up because I'm a very patient person. I'm just saying, you're truly a cunt and you make people unhappy more than you make them happy."


From Furrymuck.