Menace
Strange Village
Saturday, June 21st, 2008I was a tourist in what I would characterize as a village in the Northeast: somewhere in Massachusetts or New Hampshire or Maine. It was a period village, meaning that it was somewhat like a Colonial Williamsburg, etc.
The village was empty except for we who were visiting and I am unsure [...]
The Return of the House that Haunts Me
Thursday, June 21st, 2007Again, I was in the house. The house that always haunts me; or the house that I perpetually haunt in my dreams. The house that has a presence and seeks me out. The uniqueness in this dream is that I wasn’t drawn to the basement. I wasn’t drawn to some dingy cellar, dark and musty [...]
Slave Trucks
Saturday, January 27th, 2007I was in the back of a truck. I was seeing myself from outside my body, as though floating. But, I still occupied my first person consciousness, too. I remember being conscious of the fact that I was above, as though I were working with a model set or playing with toys. And yet, my [...]