2003__Dreams

April 29
Dreamt I was in a store that looked like 
Chapters, except they sold everything. It was a 
trip with a bunch of people. I kept pocketing 
things. I also tried to make pasta, but I couldn't 
find any spices. I'd found them once, when I didn't 
need them. Half the dream was wandering tall isles 
of mahogany shelves, looking for spices.

May 2
I was helping a group of phyrexianish creatures take
over the world. They weren't genocidal, but they would
use force. I betrayed mankind! w00t!
We stayed in a hotel: It was damned nice. One of the
suites. I taught the disciples how to be more human,
laughing, enjoy##y##ing##h## themselves. We were in a ballroom.
I watched the leader - a female - ballroom dance with 
a blank figure. I helped improve their factory rig
things.

##Spite## May 3
Spiderwebs. Darkness. Encroaching shadows. Insanity.
Total chaos. Others too. Like me. But not like me. Not
quite bat shit insane. Holy shit. Spiderwebs... Sentient.
Crept up on me. In. the end I think it got me. Pitch
Black. Voices Voices Voices Voices Voices Voices Voices Vo

Apr 7 - 1:50am?
A loud fucking noise:
	Knocking, like a wooden door, echoing beyond:
		Boom, boom, boom.
	Then ZZING!!
	   It was a cross between a buzz, a note
	played poorly on a violin, and a metal object
	being dragged across a stone floor.
	   It was loud enough to wake me, and I
	heard it plain as night, no less real that the
	sound of the pen on paper.
	   I fear for my sanity.	april 7   boom
					april 8   boom
					april 9   boom
					april 10  zzing
				[Image of sewing needle thru cloth]

Apr 8 - 

	Nothing. I long for that feeling of opening 
	myself, despite the insanities that become me.

Apr 9 - 
	Definately something. Something BIG. Indecypherable.