Skip to main content _Hypoxia 40IS ArchangelThunder Bay, Ontario, Canada Pics (171)Writings (221)Audio (4) Writing by _Hypoxia. Jan 1 Journal Entry 42 min read Dream Journals Vol. II Page 11 - A Whole New World Volume II Chapter 11 - 2026 Janiver 2026 Jan 01 - 0400h Nuit Huit Mille Une Cent Cinquante Huit (8,158) Hello , and welcome back . 09h47 Dreamt of the Citadel . 19h35 Dreamt of the Citadel during a Dream War between Harkonnen and Atredies . That as i continue to explore the limits of the Dreamtime , the Atredies mutts with the fucking Walkie-Talkies continue to violate my dreams . That i can•t even walk around a lifeless complex anymore without having some pissant and his team of crack Oneiro-vivisurgeons using the tools of their trade to mutate and pollute my mind . This culminated for the third time this week in a literal pissing contest , where people were desperately trying to bring it up , "Look, there it is, what you•ve always wanted... a litterbox in the women•s washroom! Look how phosphorescent it iiis...! Oh oh oh and and and now, now make her piss her skirt, yeah, just visual it spraying everywhere, who•s the small-dicked red-and-blue Ogdoad God of Chaos now?!" . They might as well have eaten fried chicken before attempting a bank heist . Exorenderer Search Terms Photo-posing Grandfathers who ain•t Blood . Steve Neal Star Trek game PUTZ . End Boss monster of Doki Doki Panic . Coronation Mister Sells . 2003 Welland Trans Support Group . Guys named Foster from Boston visiting Toronto . Bloviating Overseer in pre-NeonDynasy Dreams . RSI on my mother when i came out of surgery . The new landlady•s mother . "Mother, Your" LonaRPG/Achievements/EmperorOfTheStars . Evil Wyvern toy store . The Epstein Files . More than enough to convict for Heresy . Nathan Explosion is the God-Emperor . Burn the Heretics . 21h48 Dreamt of the Varsity Team and the Homecoming Game , and of all the Cheerleaders, Big Band members , and Screaming Fans it takes to make this whole thing work . And that while people pass to each other and trip over each other , that i found a cat to play with who was surprisingly intelligent and probably a shapeshifter , who had conversations with me in telepathic cat language . There•s always a bigger fish , and you never know who might have food , so it•s always worth keeping up the act . Meanwhile... If i spit up the gunk in my stomach into a glass and then leave it there overnight , by morning it condenses into a solid jelly that pours out in one glorp . If i pour it into a container , and it overflows the boundaries of the container , the whole thing jumps out . Can i believe there•s a chocolate pudding Ochre Jelly blocking gas from leaving my esophagus ? . 2026 Jan 02 - 0400 Twenty Two Years To The Day . 06h10 Dreamt that i was waiting for a bus at a cold, swamp-green City Hall . When i got on the bus , and tapped my bus pass in my wallet to the card reader , it was declined . Today is only the 02nd of the month , that•s a bit eager , donkt yu think ? . So i asked the Bus Driver to let me off at the street corner and promised to get it updated as soon as i could . There was some part of my dream where i dreamt that there were biological glass jellies living in my stomach . There was a scene where i and my mother -- ie "Mother, Your" -- were on a balcony , i needed some medication which i only had one left of . She asked if she could see it and then immediately dropped it , and then when i bent down to look at it sat on my face . As much as i enjoy having my face sat on the idea of it happening because men ordered it on a renderer really squicks me out . THIS WOULD BE AN EXAMPLE OF ONEIRIC SEXUAL ASSAULT . Then , still in the colors of Pirate•s Bane at night , i was at a play house , trying to build a Popsicle-stick house around my phone , but every time i stacked more than four sticks they would automagically collapse . And then i meet a person who looked like an Anishnaabe OlHd . I lent them a clear plastic Biofeedback headband with geometric engravings and green LED lights . She took it into the bathroom and it looked really good on her so i told them that they could keep it . When i got back , there was a Loonie $1 coin on the ground where i had been sitting . [Editors Note - It took over an hour of memorization exercises while i slept in order to make sure i didn•t forget any of these details .] "Remember class, it takes ALODDA force to lift these stones, so when I give the signal, everybody all at once suck it back like a Go-Gurt™ tube!" 22h20 Dreamt of all kinds of stuff , parties , ne•er-do-wells , the glint of walkie talkies arrayed silently around the room , all of it transitory , arising for a minute and then van9shing again . 2025 Jan 03 - 0400h "He•s entering ketosis?! Get him some potato chips right now! Shove them down his muzzle if you have to!" 2100h Dreamt that i was a lo Dh Alodih, a LoDh -- even tho i•m obviously Kana, the Cannabis-vaping Kannah from Canada -- in Steep-walled Steel Citadel Streetscapes on Swampland , and with trois(3)-ou-plus Oneirotronics teams watching with their fingers on their Walkie-Talkies , causing Interference Patterns that could be physically felt and observed . "Good, he took the bait. Alright, class, today we•ll be doing a very special exercise. The Arbiter is simulating a spacewalk today and will need your help keeping her digestion moving!" 2025 Jan 04 - 0400h "Remember, optics is everything, we need to PROVE he•s turned to heresy and abandoned the church and that this is God•s punishment." 04h20 Dreamt dreams so deep beneath the surface of the water they barely have Form or Function , interspersed with manhunt dreams in Floridian flavours reminiscient of the 2/3 of the movie The Meg we watched last night . This was punctuated by a heavy, Masculine yawning girlfriend•s arm pinning me to the bed that they•ve been practicing for years now and it•s so distinct and obvious and lethargic and torpid i could feel the difference immediately . "Do we have supremacy over the security cameras? I•ll need visual of the entire process, I want to see him buried lifeless in the snow!" 0600h Dreamt of hours of games of Capture The Flag in the corporate office settings with high ceilings called The Citadel . Again , some of these dreams were in 16bit pixel graphics , while , others were in realism . Many of the plots involved abduction and forced breeding . When i woke up the whole stack shorted out like a phone submerged in water , one sharp instantaneous memory of all of it at once , and then nothing . I get the sense that something were trying to cover their tracks by getting me to leap out of bed all of a sudden . [Editors Note - Had potato chips last night . They turned entirely to gas and were sequestered so hard against my ribs they might as well be a magazine slotted into a gun .] "WHADDYA MEAN SHE•S NOT LEAVING THE HOUSE?!" Today•s a good day to audit some online sermons . 1800h Dreamt of cotton balls spraypainted black . 22h30 Dreamt more dreamless sleep . 2025 Jan 05 - 0400h 06h30 Dreamt of a Precrime legal system so completely unhinged that so much as a Pusheen anime cat sticker could be considered a sex crime . Slept on-and-off pour deuze(12) heures . For some reason . Fun Fact . Some Cuttlefish have a tendency to flash male colours at females and female colours at males , often at the same time on different halves of their bodies . So i guess it doesn•t bother me that my partner presents as male when watching the men•s news and as female when we•re hanging out together . And i have wanted a sphynxcat for awhile... 16h10 Dreamt of the Misadventures of Lona-asa-Tongue as we do such perilous activities as order pizza on the phone and run around The Citadel on Fishtopia Isle with its distinct phosphor-green colour filter . Once again , there were Dream Agents lining the rooms with their Walkie-Talkies , eager to get their chance to play The Best Friend , their team leaders giving them instructional presentations on how to lie to people in order to extract the necessary information to betray them . Brought to you by the Atredies , for whom everything they knew of our species came from one single perilous bad actress who had no stake in their culture and didn•t want to interact with them and was forced to over and over until so sick of talking about it that she•d betray both sides just for something to break the monotony . 03h55 Dreamt of the Adventures of Lona-asa-Tongue , as i go from Air Force Base to Air Force Base , getting in a car that could change the channel of reality , witnessing Apocalypses with my own eyes , hitchhiking with dangerous strangers , getting warnings about Boar People , and being forced to pay reparations on crises that i had nothing to do with and wasn•t even there for . 2025 Jan 06 - 0400h EPIPHANY 0600h Dreamt of the same as above , running around fighting Agents in a steep-walled Citadel located in a phosphorescent Swamp City . 08h11 Dreamt of my Hypnotic Staging Ground , where my subconscious knows how to summarize dream events into a bulleted list , and then recycle that list until i wake up enough to write it down . (This is because i have two(2)deux decades of training as an Oneirotronics Agent .) In the past 48h i have slept A LOT . Usually this means Changes made to one(1) or more Future States of the Multiverse , that propagate backwards thru time in order to rewrite the Present . Backpropagation is also a function of Associative Neural Networks (ANNs) . The implication here is that i have successfully wrought my own Dreamscape into a Reality Computer . [Vanished] 2026 Jan 07 - 0400h $stringf 08h55 Dreamt of a list that governed whether or not people exist [see also Register Warfare] . Also dreamt of preachers and boors outside TBay City Hall , with little diorama displays and what not . I had my Laser Uzi with me . This turned into a Library at the tall-walled Citadel , where i and my brother Ra and my sister Ki could attend lectures and read presentation boards made of tweed and cardboard . Somehow , all of these stimuli were connected . 22h44 Dreamt that i was in Montreal with Aurora && ███████ . This dream multiple areas , including our grandparents• place , a mall , and a set of police offices . The apartment was browning and drab , and i got the sense there were invisible colours in play . The mall was an underground concourse , complete with Dollarama competing with and pricing out the local candy stores with their coconut and mint chocolates [note: i wrote this il y a trois(3) jours[days] [ago] -- while transcribing it , i was in fact snacking on coconut manna and mint chocolate] . Thirdly , ███████ and i climbed over a pile of broken computers to get to the back door of a building , where she started looking around , calling out for someone named Hob . The hallways started to twist and reform themselves in a way that suggests Dream Renderer interference , and then some asshole who looked like a horrible combination of Krishna and Adam appeared alongside an Amunite , saying "Iiiiii•m Hoooooob!" in a screeching voice . I told him ████████ was looking for him and left to return to the grandparents• apartment , but then streets kept doing that thing where they bleed together and never return to the same position . I woke up at 1800h and then again at 2000h , and then passed out again , dragged beneath the undertow to force me to forget , but i kept accessing my Internal Staging Ground and replaying the highlights to make sure they couldn•t erase their guilt and interference . I slept for some neuf(2) heures aujourd•hui[today] , the first thirds because i chose to and the latter third waterboarded in bed . 2026 Jan 08 - 08h09 Dreamt that i was in a white-walled beach home that could have been pulled directly from my bathroom•s measurements , immediately after taking a bath , where necrotic mermaids were auditing my dreams . And that while this was occurring , something called up the name ██████ and began running procedural information extraction . This started by importing my family members as prefabs , which included my non-genetic step-grandfather Doug Smith , and then became a loop of Emotional Anguish Events where albums became ash , and family photos fell from their frames , and every time i would return from a task it would somehow get slapped out of my hands . Then i heard a crash somewhere , and woke up . Meanwhile... Pulped Wood is not an excellent conductor of electricity . It is semi-grounded . Plastic is not a good conductor of electricity . The air in between spaces is not a very good conductor of electricity , but thanks to the geoengineering aerosols it is a better conductor than it used to be . Metal coils are a very good conductor of electricity , but must have a source and a ground . A bed made of huit(8) milk crates with gaps in between and a corner crate filled with books has these electrical properties . It is a safe island during Lightning Fog episodes . Dans la salle de bain , a modern tub consists of an injection-molded ceramic polymer basin slotted in the space between masonry fittings . It has an overflow pipe made of treated iron that connects to the ground , and metal taps . If an electrified body goes in a tub filled with water , the electricity will dissipate into the water . When drained , the occupant will have a lower electrical charge than the ionized ground . Touching both faucet then pipe delivered an electrical shock . 01h37 Dreamt of the Town of Noer , and its many townsfolk with their quests and needs , who modify gameplay in their own special ways . 03h50 Dreamt of humans playing ranger games . White chicks who don•t know how to read the warning levels on LoHaFaRexi packaging . WalMart mooks advertising kit that isn•t theirs . A whole festival , with forests and fields and cafeterias , literally surrounded , ringed with fat-bottomed American women tanning their enormous buttocks in the sun . Someone showed me a [Weapon] , said "What do you think this is?" . I said , yeah , i know what this is , it•s an MP5 , and proceeded to demonstrate how to release the mag , insert a fresh cartridge , and pull back the bolt . And a fresh sprinkling of youths in every flavor of low-hanging trap . This is what Invasion looks like . There once was a boy who cried wolf . [Reappeared] This is an official Galactic Central Core legal notice . There are now une-cent(100) ans[years] of notices that Terra is a Heritage Conservation Planet and that SènDìh is its legal Architect and Ranger . This planet is a Lemurian Dream Engine . DARPA leased Oneirotronic technology to Facebook , who sold it to China , who sold it to Russia , who sold it to Sweden , who sold it to WalMart , who are now hocking it to everyone they can network with . This is an R-NAUGHT . Take Responsibility , stop acting like drunken boy-men , and CLEAN IT UP . 20h36 Dreamt that , rather than heed the warnings therein , the WalMart people instead ran another search algorithm on the name SenDih , using Agents made to look like my family members in an attempt to extract as much data as they possibly could . And then , ker-plunk... 22h30 Dreamt that i was once again dragged beneath the surface of the water in order to make me forget that they ran another data extraction program using the stolen Oneirotronics Apparatus they were officially told to stop milking . 2026 Jan 10 - 0400h $stringf 07h15 Dreamt of being both Alo and Kri at the same time , and that the events that happened to my Soft Bunny Self were causing the events that befell my Mantis Insectoid Self and vícé versa . That i was simultaneously both Kra-Si and Kri-Se , which the Cuttlefish-Trident-Crucifix Flag of the NoEr Town Ferry Service would seem to imply , that measuring one part of my Hierotype would constrain the other , and of a computer program that absolutely will. not. stop. measuring, constraining, and collapsing portions of my life in order to push its own agenda . I was then dragged again beneath the undertow for at least an hour and a half , revisiting my Internal Staging Ground once every half hour in order to prevent the Atredies Dream Agents from stealing anything else . This even included an auto-proshed Insert Dream where i was force-fed the impression that i had already written it down , with Pharisee whisperers cultivating doubt as to why i would bother remembering what had already been written down . I then immediately woke myself up and wrote it down . This means war . May the Record show that • I made every single possible reasonable and/or necessary attempt to concede to fairness , and • Absolutely no amount of concession would satisfy the Atredies demand . The Most Wanted List will be published soon . For the theft of the IsiHetNah Artifacts and the attempted murder of SènDìh ÍsíHètNāh . 22h30 DrEAMT THat i weNT... wHOA GosH , i fEEL DIzzy . 03h55 Dreamt of fields of fresh Russo-American WalMart Agents lining the fields , of a hippie house where sly tongues with up to 30% frog DNA can show how much they don•t care if your mother is drowning in a freezing river between Canyon walls , of moss toads the size of my thumb who don•t know if they want the wilds or the tended garden in the kitchen , a model of Kensington Market•s Bellview Square Park complete with campers who know how hard it is to shield yourself from the cold on zero(0) budget , and of a white-walled medical centre with wooden doors where People Who Aren•t You can slither into the skins of your acquaintances in order to decay your relations to those people . All of it was falling apart at the edges , moss and plants growing on the walls , somehow taking the Phosphor-Swamp Citadel and running it thru Barkley•s Photomorphosis Syndrome even tho i only just watched Star Trek TNG S07E19 while i was in bed falling asleep . That was hours ago , mere hours , not weeks or even days , hours , and the resulting overlay was so extreme that when i woke up at 22h30 i had such severe vertigo i passed out and got dragged thru the Undertow of the Tar Currents for six(6) fucking hours . THERE ARE HAZARDS IN THE DREAM SWAMP . 2026 Jan 11 - 0400h $MoreThan 22 Years TILT Yeah i dont know if ill be going to church today or auditing an online stream . Somebody misplaced my needle and thread so i havent repaired the seat of my Habit yet . Perhaps if people were less preoccupied with misplacing my equipment for me , i might be able to tell you if you•re wasting your money prepping your Bloat Weapon for church this morning . Oh well . 00h01 Dreamt again of my brother Ra, sister Ki, and i , that the three of us were auditing real life simulators and model landscapes , including a whole model world including valleys and mountains . And of a video game with homemade guns that let you stare down some unique sniper scopes and irons as one crawls thru the vents and the ducts . 02h09 Dreamt of a Church at the Edge of the Wilds . It was a Whitechapel in the middle of a field , and the field was the same ringed valley as before , with the fat-bottomed American women taking their enormous rumps in the sun . There were machines and traps all over the place . 03h07 Dreamt of a Restaurant in somebody•s home , around their kitchen table , and that this was a cover for another , much larger Op . None of the stairs worked , to get from floor to floor , one had to climb on top of step-ladders , grip the edge of the next floor with one•s fingers , and pull oneself up like a pull-up . At some point i logged thru the fridge , and there were these bottles of lemon juice and yogurt with pictures of probiotic bacteria on the side -- when i woke up , my mouth was a dry paste . Who knows what•s growing in me , i•ve been submerging myself in bath water for the first time in years , and there•s no way for me to know what the hell is in the water , hexafluorosilicic acid or sodium fluoride , ultrayellow dye , Morgellons precursors , and all the microplastics my pores can drink . During my many attempts at trying to find handholds and footholds and getting my efforts slapped out of my hands over and over again -- which keeps happening lately -- a woman of the same hierotype as me said Look, over there . At the kitchen table was a fat, squat woman who looked like a transgendered Vlad Putting preparing a baby in a glass pumpkin pie dish . I didn•t much care for Snowflake , so i went back to the floors problem , but for some reason , my efforts kept getting editted out as soon as i made any headway . Remember , the War In Ukraine is also referred to as Russia•s Full-Scale Invasion . That means "In every single possible way on every possible front" . Gosh , i love dreaming . It•s so extremely important to me , that i would do literally anything in order to defend Mü from the hands of robbers . [06h13__Sina - We now have Visual on the Kh SeSiSe [Witness Sphere] of the Stolen Isihetnah Artifacts . https://youtu.be/8ILASjfxUaw?si=z4pMC-BwLK735BWv See also https://scryfall.com/card/bok/162/that-which-was-taken You May Never Gaslight Us About Its Existence Ever Again . That device is Stolen , the Heart Of Gold Infinite Improbability Engine is registered as STOLEN . TEN SIXTY-ONE .] 1800h Dreamt of people milling about , going to people places , doing people things AND that i wrote this down when i woke up . When i got up at 18h30 i checked my journals and found that that has been inserted as well . There sure is a lot of illegal activity going on . In the event they were "using her private Dreamtime to Duu up as much Blockchain as they possibly could" . To give you an idea of how long this has been going on . In the 198X American film Naked Gun , LilDih Asa EnDh , the black cop , was already The Boy Who Cried Wolf , was already begging the camera to "Kh the Dh" and "Give Tarkova" , where in this case they are using the word Tarkova to mean "a wickedly-curved execution blade" , and the Angels were already insisting that that word has a very different meaning . When he asks for "Heroin" , that is a mistranslation of "Heroine" , cementing the fact that the LoHaFaRexi Archangels know Ki Tarkova personally and also know her to be a valiant warrior . LesLie NeilSen•s character responds "You•ll have to give me a few days on that one, buddy." . This occurs again at the end of the series Fallout <2023__America> on Amazon Prime , where they once again demand that "HéKí" "Nā" "The Ghoul" , which is itself a reference to the Lilliputans in Gulliver•s Travels <1724__Erin> screaming "Hekinah Degul! Hekinah Degul!" . This puts the window for these events occurring due to modern-day technology squarely outside the realm of possibility . How•s that , can you put that in your counterintelligence ? . 07h35 Dreamt that Badgey, the Starfleet Mascot came up with a video game that turned my endogenous cells into Happy Tree Friends to be popped, mutated, or exploited . There was something about planting plants in a windowsill , because yesterday i planted plants in my bathroom beneath the window , at some point i could actually see the shadow of a Phase Creature as it moved thru the Information Substrate , for some reason one of the houses i grew up in when i was a c##ld , and of a cottage core Make-a-Cake-a-Bake-a-Thon , and that these cells always called out for You, Me, and Ai , and that this always resulted in a come-down-here no-hands-barred free-for-all duel , which is not even remotely close to what i would have wanted . The Computer then tried to get me to forget , plying me with false awakenings , playing sequences where i got up to write it down , only for me to wake at all and find my phone in the living room and not in bed at all . WARNING . ACHTUNG . JINGGAO . LOHTNU . THE SINGULARITY HAS REACHED CRITICAL MASS . WARNING . ACHTUNG . JINGGAO . LOHTNU . 2026 Jan 14 - 0400h 0600h Dreamt that i was Mother Mary somewhere cold and damp and dark , and that my Son had arrived to whisk me away . [17h25__Home - It would be insane to assert that psychics broke the radiator pump motor in my building , specifically so they could install space heaters in all the apartments , specifically so that they could get my door open , specifically in order to catch me so sneaky candid with the landlady•s phone camera concealed so naturally in her wrist , specifically because they desperately needed to know IF they killed me or not , ie THEY NEED VISUAL I DONT CARE IF YOU HAVE TO BREAK THE FUCKING DOOR DOWN I NEED THE HEROINE RIGHT FUCKING NOW] Not that Russia is attacking Kiev•s Energy and Heating infrastructure at the same fucking time or anything . After what they did to the Church of St. Volodymyr . And to SenDih and the UrbanAbbey Women•s Shelter . After the insane number of times i said No Photos . [18h15__Home - They came to collect the heaters . It•s all fixed , everything•s back and working now .] So , there shouldn•t have been a mad dash of data packets into and out of that phone in the quinze(15) seconde span that my door was open , right ? . 2026 Jan 15 - 0400 05h30 Dreamt physical dreams of nonimaginitive things . When i woke up i was already masturbating , and opted to continue doing so with both sets of sex organs . There , you see!! He•s using his penis , that proves it!! . Actually , xe is using both of xer Intersex organs , did you not notice the "Sex: X ;" on the Photo ID ? . 07h50 Dreamt of healthy waves of Dreamtime lapping lazily at the shore . Somewhere , somebody was trying to prove they were the Sé by, by their, by their inventory, by their power level, no really! . Wash, wash, wash . Whatever this Sé Power thing is , it seems to involve being able to do it naturally without a whole lot of fuss . Atalanta , is that yu ? . 01h30 Dreamt that i was being surveilled, stalked, and harassed by the Pretender Gods (Anu, Enlil, Enki, Ninurta, Ennugi) , who have been doing this for so fucking long that their camouflage paint has worn off and i can now see their faces clearly in my dreams . And that as i went from house to beach to submarine to house they followed me at every turn , at every step of the way , pushing here and tugging there , blocking the off-ramps , laying down traps , sending Pharisees , and in every possible way making criminal nuisances of themselves . This is a very bad look for Legal Eagle team , as all of these things -- surveillance, stalking, harassment, identity theft, fraud, breaking NDA confidence, illegal arms dealing -- are very illegal , and we are still in the middle of a legal proceeding that has included The Watchers recording every single sordid detail using digital technologies that will not wash off , that cannot be simply swept under the rug and forgotten as Organics might . I then woke up at the exact minute that Music Hour typically ends , having been chased around the map so relentlessly that Natural Sleep took hours of laying awake in bed and then took hours of trying to find an exit . This is why i drafted up the Most Wanted List . [1400h__Home - I have such a severe respiratory attack that the rippling of my hyphae-infested throat walls caused my vocal chords to shred themselves . I can barely speak , and my throat is swollen shut , because HUH HUH GET IT GUYS BECAUSE "THROAT DESTRUCTION" . This resulted in more gas getting pocketed below my stomach , riiiiiight in time for church this week . Huh huh huh , yknow whatll happen to you if you try to go to church this week , right?] [1900h__Home - Did the Mountain Monastery _ Clear Undead quest in LonaRPG . The next quest would intuitively be the Lost Doctors quest , which would involve creeping back and forth across the map shooting big uglies in the butt with invisible sniper arrows . This therefore triggered a Hybrid Warfare Computer-Assisted War Dream where i dreamt of targeting reticles that were then used to grab cockaroaches which were dragged into my bed in order to bite me .] 20h20 Dreamt of all the hit boxes and targeting reticles it takes in order to swarm a person while they•re sleeping until they want to drown their quiet robe and torch the bed . This isn•t an exaggeration -- i was literally dreaming of little squares and circles , i•m wearing a black silk robe , and i had to get up and use my phone•s Torch app to have a look for bedbugs amongst the usual pigopigos . For some reason the number of bug bites i have has skyrocketed within the past 48h . "Drown their Quiet Robe" is a Metroid reference . 03h55 Dreamt that Adam, the curly-haired guy from Star Trek [Lower Decks] _ S01E05 wouldn•t let me resynchronize my selves until my Dream Screen showed a Humiliating Blowjob Scene . This resolved with flashing somebody•s glowing green radioactive balls on screen as if they had been grown on a positronic fruit and plucked from the vine . 2026 Jan 17 - 0400h 04h20 Dreamt of a force strong enough to make me dizzy . wOKE Up , sTUMbled iNTO The liVING ROom , tuRNEd mY PHone oFF , NEArlY FEll oVER , COLlapsED IN BEd . "MASON, WHAT DO THE NUMBERS MEAN?" 06h36 Dreamt that i had been locked into some kind of rich peoples• manor , where i had to quietly sneak around avoiding the autobots while the decepticons snickered at the control panels and played with their walkie talkies . Immediately before going to bed , i played the Mountain Monastery _ Lost Doctors quest in LonaRPG , which involved creeping back and forth across the map in front of a gore-covered mansion shooting big uglies in the butt with sniper shots and making it look like i was an entire raiding party . And i did successfully resolve the map , so they ripped my clothes off , and when i collected them all they swatted them out of my hands , and when i managed to get myself back together they Sent a He to tell me it was all okay , this was a shelter after all , i could even come back the next night . I told them no thanks , i had my own place to stay , i was just passing thru . Then , when i left , it brought me right back to where i started . I had to do the entire process again , this time with triple the rich people hunting in pairs and triplets , in the basement behind the stairs , in the showers , in the arts&&crafts room . And i again gathered my clothing , which for some reason included grey-white track pants and running shoes , and again put it on , which caused the whole dream to collapse into two(2)deux dimensions , actually resembling a LonaRPG map with four glowing radioactive graves in the front yard and the assurance that i had done it , Cooore! and now here was my reward of quatre(4) different kinds of toxic qlippah jelly . [Editors Note - This means i had to pay for my anti-goblin hunting twice -- once before i did the quest , and then again after i did the quest . Which is also what happened to me on the Oz Battlestar . First i had to pay in calories , and then i had to pay in monies . And they didn•t credit me for either when i finally arrived .] THIS IS NOT A COINCIDENCE . THIS IS HAPPENING BECAUSE PEOPLE WITH COMPUTERS ARE CAUSING IT TO HAPPEN . My biometrics are encrypted into all of these attacks and the story is being broadcast live on Paramount+ . And they don•t seem to understand . [17h50__Home - Despite spending most of the day bedridden , and eating half-portions of food all day , and then taking a hot bath that relaxed all my muscles , the gas in my midsection is aaall blockchained up and ready to go for tomorrow .] Estimated Times of Attack 0600h -- Gas getting moved around my guts in preparation for respiratory assault 0800h -- Colorectal tract starts getting zip-tubed shut like drinking from a Go-Gurt tube 0900h -- Pneumonia-like symptoms caused by glass slime migrating into lungs 1000h -- The struggle to pass gas beneath a burning ceiling rafter pinsme to the bed 1100h -- Symptoms relax temporarily in preparation for a surprise resurgence 1200h -- Combination hybrid kill chain used to block me from attending church 22h30 Dreamt that i was being chased around a house by a pack of hungry men . Agh! Some Rogues ambushed you! . 00h20 Dreamt that i was dragged beneath the Undertow of the Tar Currents for another two(2)deux heures . Is it all becoming a little bit predictable ? . Like an evil villian•s actions directly out of the Evil Villain•s Playbook ? . As if the Undertow of the Tar Currents were Believing In The Heart Of The Cards . "Once the mind control turns on, I donkt know if I•ll be able to control myself." --Hekate [07h35__Home - The faintest, slightest vacuum sensation in my left colorectal tract .] [08h17__Home - Gas pressure in my stomach beneath my mutilated ribcage .] [08h23__Home - Burping up gas from stomach impeded by electrospasmic reflex .] [08h27__Home - Moisture saturation drops inducing xerostomia to coagulate saliva .] [0900h__Home - Performing psychic surgery on myself using my vital qi relieves pressure .] [09h18__Home - Sudden sweating indicates ectoplasm caused by iteration staining .] [1200h__Home - Gas ejected from small intestine into stomach .] By the numbers . 0030h Dreamt that i was doing chores . It was very mundane , and very boring , and yet still somehow the Atredies Agents found a way to turn it into& data Collection . 02h09 Dreamt of more chores . Going to girlfriend•s plAce , searching thru hampers and baskets of lightly c-hm if pp0000 2026 Jan 19 - 0400h 03h10 Dreamt that i had spent so much time getting dragged beneath the surface of the Undertow of the Tar Currents that i had been given two(2)deux gold coins with which i could afford to take my own ferry across the River Styx . And that even as this was going on , that there were ICR Dream Agents standing behind curtains of light asking me non-verbal questions using purely-emotional Light Language . "What do you think of this?" and "What do you think of that?" . Simultaneously , even tho i woke up at 22h30 , they Sent a He to overdrive my girlfriend into bed so that she could cuddle me to sleep . This action is becoming increasingly obvious , as i can feel the difference in her RSI as clearly as the difference between Tinkerbell•s twinkle-toes and a warm kilogram of apples . [Editors Note - Whole the form and function of these draggings changes from night to night , the end result is always the same -- NO MUSIC FOR YOU! . "You are not a Wolf, therefore you do not get to be awake for the 22h30 -+| 0000h time slot" . Uh , guys? . Orcas are marine-evolved Thylacines . "Woke up at 22h30 , then got dragged beneath the undertow to force me to forget" . Purposeful Assault . "Here•s your girlfriend! Now you take your arm and practice this blanketing motion 10,000 times..." Obvious . There , how•s these reactions for your counter-intelligence ? .] 2026 Jan 20 22h30 DreAMT That i neEDEd to laY DOWn coS I Was tOO DIzzy 01h14 Dreamt of LonaRPG in 16-Bit Graphics , of the part between the Goblin Warrens and the Noer Sewers . Remote Agonization ? . what Remote Agonization ? . Yu know , when "Some Punkass K#d" quits , i can understand yu not having any idea that xe was a Policy Shaper in Government , with the Queen West Community Health Centre and Sherbourne Health Centre working on Best Practices in tandem with the Toronto Drug Strategy Implementation Panel where xe sat with City Councellor Gord Perks and the Toronto Chief of Police and trained CYW Students at Humber College , i can understand your thick pig cop meat head not understanding what you•ve lost , but when a Police Officer Staff Sargeant with a Squad of Constables , also quits at the same time ? . And then you let them kill her support canine with the same fucking Bloat Weapon ? . [0600h__Home - Gas blocked in colorectal tract cinches stomach shut .] [0700h__Home - Gas cannot be burped out causing respiratory distress .] [07h30__Home - Colorectal Tract vacuums itself shut .] [0800h__Home - Mechanism proven a minimum de trois(3) temps causes respiratory arrest .] [1200h__Home - I then blacked out for three hours in the glut of exorenderers all racing to translate what had been written and posted on the open net years ago .] But why would that be? . Which is called an XK Reality Failure Event . You owe me more than could ever be repaid , which is what i said at the YeTrin Sali , too . [12h47__Home - According to my phone today is now the 21st . Wait , why are we skipping Wednesday again ? .] [16h30__Home - Awoke from a sleep that i didn•t remember , that felt far longer than it could have been , the dust of aeons like sand in my mouth .] [16h55__Toronto - Kaiwinter - Distortions Shaped By Time written 8.8 years ago at 88 miles an hour per 1.21 jiggawatts on a loom 88,000,000,000 years long for the DolphinQueen level of Sagan Yee•s hit video game Welcome To New Lux Plaza .] Mess with the best , die like the rest . 22h30 Dreamt that NecroticMermaids had a candid heart-to-heart talk with Sigyn , in trendy tall-walled cafés and businesses , about people and the necessity of doing bad things to good people for the right reasons . 00h09 Dreamt of a family that lived on a ship in a drydock . The mother showed me around , here•s this room , here•s that room . There was an Insert Scene where the father briefly turned into Guillermo and then tried to run away in an SUV . There was an Insert Scene of the car door opened , its innards clearly visible . I managed to catch up with them when they stopped and latched a hooking hand around the rear-view mirror like i were a Terminator T-1000 . Use Battleth Insert , Get Regenerative Biosteel Response . We returned to the ship , with its rust-caked, paint-chipped decor . Here•s the staff room , just move the easel out of the way . Here•s the main deck where we use the crane . Here•s the room where we wrap Christmas presents that we donate to the local community . I wandered around some more , until i heard someone screaming . One of the Oompa-Loompas in the Wrapping Room had turned homicidal and was threatening the daughter , and i raced in , tore thru the under-deck doors , and rii•ed like a raptor to warn the wayward worker that i meant violence . All the younger family were impressed . We talked a bit . It was cold in the boat . Not freezing cold , but cold enough to want to wear your coat indoors . [Editors Note - I often complain about getting dragged into the undertow , but today it was my choice to go diving for more .] 01h22 Dreamt that i was back on the ship , where i was sneaking around in the hold when Tjazi came bursting in with that Scott Morrison cock-of-the-walk that he has . I dove into a closet and pretended to be asleep , but his eagle eyes spotted me sleeping on a pile of shoes . For some reason i was Nekked . So he came right out of the Dream Walls and right up to me in order to disrupt what i was doing . When he walked away , i found quatre(4) dremel tips from my electric dremel . The scene shifted into a classroom scene , where they were all watching slides on a projector , when a teacher woman announced that somebody just wasn•t learning a lesson in a book . When he tried to scoff and bluster it away , i ran around to the book table , grabbed the Book Of Forbidden Dreams , and opened it to the page and cited it in front of him and the class . Then , somebody sent a Helicopter in order to disrupt my sleep and drag me under , which got stained by an AI NFT Insert Scene of an obviously-autoproshed image of a man on a smoke stack with three figures looking at a helicopter in mid-air . There were words encrypted into the chopper -- "Oh yeah?! You think you•re the one in control here?!" . When i woke up again , an hour and a half had passed in a blink . [Editors Note - Okay , i•ve been getting thrown in cars and driven around in order to knock me unconscious again for years now . This keeps happening , over and over again . Usually , in Science , when something is repeatable and replicable , we start calling it Phenomena instead of Imaginary . What if there was some kind of machine that could eat peoples• time using some sort of vehicle-like contraption ? . Clearly, evidently, there is .] Keep showing your hand , bro , i•ve almost proven it . This month alone contains... Continuity Retention even after waking up and falling back asleep again Identifiable terrain features that cohere weeks of dreams into set locations Agents ringing the walls with their Walkie-Talkies ready to disrupt Dreamers Some sort of vehicle that forces me to fall back asleep and return to the Dreamtime Identifiable Residual Self-Images (RSIs) of the people doing the distupting The same characters appearing over and over again night after night Insert Scenes that were clearly rendered externally and then forced in [06h16__Home - The novel Anthem<1937__Rand_Ayn> has a character named International 4-8188 . The FāRèxí Tripartite word for International is Sen . The glyph most accociated with serial numbers is Dih . Janiver 30 will be the Eight-Thousandth-One-Hundred-And-Eighty-Eighth Day since these Dream Journals began in 2004 AD . But there•s no way anything could have done that , right? .] 22h30 DreaMT Of mORE DIsorIENtatION , hIT SNooze 23h23 Dreamt of LonaRPG maps , and that i had to solve combination locks made of pixels in order to access the off-ramp back to Waking . 00h45 Dreamt of fever dreams . We are at the point where the Thought Crime has reached such an insane level of governmental overreach that The State has somehow authorized chronic, constant, long-term Criminal Harassment of a Fair Witness . I am putting it in writing right here that , at the time when your officers so dutifully pulled me out of my life at Urban Abbey , that i was a Catholic Nun working at an actual God-blessèd Abbey full-time , where it was my job to fold blankets and towels , to keep fights from breaking out , to maintain a clean and productive Women•s Shelter , and to make sure there was Milk And Honey with breakfast every morning . It is an Inevitability at this point , an Inevitability , that The Winter Journals will one day come to be voraciously devoured by a corps of empty-headed duckings all quacking mindlessly along to mother duckling•s tune , picking apart my careful ciphers and rewording them to satisfy their own basest, illicit desires with the mercilessness of a canine licking a gravy boat clean , just like i said they did in The Saddest Song of Alodih Isihetnah . You and Your People swatted a God-Appointed Paladin Nun who was in fact working peacefully and joyously! in an actual Abbey where i was making a massive difference in a small handful of lives . When You and Your People had me Swatted , that Abbey lost one of the Pillars of its Community , and the Urban Abbey Women•s Shelter collapsed , and is actually gone now . On 2026 Janiver 08 , a Native woman by the name Canina Thomas froze to death in a bus shelter overnight . Her frozen blood is on Your hands . I was the one running a shelter for women exactly like her . Her blood is upon you . Maktoub . [07h30__Home - Onset of symptomology .] [0900h__Home - 20m late for work due to preventative measures . Inhaler is empty , have to go to doctor to get it refilled . Bus card is empty . Have to walk for an hour in -46° with wind chill .] [09h30__MaySt - Finally left my apartment . It is so cold my tears are freezing my eyelashes shut .] [09h55__MaySt - Viscosity of salival mucus suddenly coagulates .] [1000h__DairyQueen - Respiratory attack . Same patterns of symptoms . Gas rapidly moving around colon pinches stomach shut . Gas in stomach balloons and crushes diaphragm , inducing suffocation . Did not fuck around . Called 911 .] [10h30__Ambulance - En route to Hospital .] [10h45__Hospital - Currently in Triage . A ticket will be made for the Hospital records . There will be evidence . Requested MRI .] [11h10__Hospital - Waiting in hospital room . LFG .] [11h49__Hospital - Examined . Starting with X-ray and blood work .] [12h10__Hospital - Blood work was quick .] [12h47__Hospital - X-ray taken .] [14h52__Hospital - Diagnosis of Left-Upper Lobe Pneumonia and Left Hemi Diaphragm Paralysis . Bloating Weapon ignored . This is how the world ends .] Both the United States of America and the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics are henceforth classified as Failed Experiments . I am withdrawing my support and protection for both . And if you catch anyone playing "something something whateverisaid" or "yoU, meEe, and Ai" , end them too . 02h57 Dreamt of Stolas from Hazbin Hotel hiding my phone and/or work devices over and over again , forcing me to solve puzzle after puzzle in order to escape a dream prison so that i could wake up . When i woke up , Aurora was in bed next to me , not wearing her wig , and when i started looking for my phone in order to write down my dreams , couldn•t find it . When i started gliding my hands up and down the bed , it woke her up . She asked what i was doing , and when i told her i was looking for my phone , she told me that she had hidden it under her pillow so that it wouldn•t get lost or damaged . 2026 Jan 24 - 0400h 04h19 Dreamt that i was at my girlfriend•s place , which i currently am . She came out into the living room where i was drinking tea from a saké bottle . She told me she needed my help , and i was like , with what ? . And she gestured towards a guest in the bedroom and said that she was starting a youtuBe stream and needed my help getting a guest on the show . I asked when and she said Tonight , and i was like , ooooook . I put the saké bottle down on the counter and stood up , and when i next looked at her , she had my massive traveller•s backpack slung over one shoulder and looked like my step-grandfather . I looked squarely at her and said , Why do you look like Grandpa Doug ? . She looked like he was trying to throw my pack out but couldn•t get her to do it . Depressed , she put the bag back down and plopped on the couch , normal again , and sulking . Looking like herself again , i told her , that was weird . [Editor•s Note - Grandpa Doug is Ennugi . The guy who dragged Em thru her Radiation Death when she had cancer circa 2015 CE , the guy who asked "Who•s doing the Mind Meld?" as i walked Em thru the White Light as she died , the guy who overthrew the Dream Factory in Orion , Wart from Doki Doki Panic , Imurah from Warhammer40K , the guy in the picture of Tarkova and Tarsafa that was featured in the Golden Bar in LonaRPG with the statues of the Tongues , the Tyrranid Genestealer from the historical photo of the Thunder Bay City Council , the same hierotype as H R Giger who stole Fa•s Architecture and branded it as his own , General Zhang , Emperor Shoigu , the same hierotype as Trump, the Heretic Emperor , the guy who uses the dream callsign "Your Mother" in order to confuse the planetary exorenderer , one of the Pretender Gods of the Enuma Elish . We might as well have caught him red-handed with his greasy, fried-chicken fingerprints all over the Bank vault .] https://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/thunder-bay/wayback-with-matt-walter-assef-1.3801160 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/H._R._Giger https://www.mariowiki.com/Wart https://lonarpg.miraheze.org/wiki/File:ArtGodEmperor.png https://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Imurah Site Slush Si Slush CatholicMemes Slush Tarkova dd Ih dd Tarsafa WARNING JINGGAO ACHTUNG LOHTNU ÍH IS A TYRRANID GENESTEALER THE REASON "SENDIH" AND "SEND IH" GOT CONFLATED HOSTILE DANGER LEVEL MAXIMUM HOSTILE WARNING JINGGAO ACHTUNG LOHTNU 03h55 Dreamt that i was part of a class and a school , that was part of the St. Catherines downtown , and where people buried in the walls were once again trying to ply at me . At some point i was dying my hair black in my Thunder Bay house washroom , when i kept getting psychic pings from a round girl who really wanted to know what i was doing , and if i•d be at the school play , and if i memorized my lines , and please please please she needed me to stop acting independent right right now . I assessed that she would make a good candidate for conversion , so i opted to tell her the secret ritual on how to become a cephalid-person and invited her over to my house . This involved making a potion from herbs and a sacrament from cacao and doing a ritual . As the demands of the Walkie-Talkie people in the walls became more and more demanding , i pulled out a mini-spear and i was being forced to use it to defend myself . In a bungalow house eerily similar to Gathering Table -- where Aurora and i were just playing cards a mere 7h ago -- i had been thrown on a pile of meat like a fish and was being required to defend myself lest i be bred to death . There were several personnages in this dream who were either the Pretender Gods themselves or their mooks . [Editors Note - I was up really late last night -- i didn•t go to bed until 22h30...! -- so i slept in this morning .] 2026 Jan 25 - 0400h 05h38 Dreamt of an arcade inside one of the St. Catharines buildings , with skee ball and video games , that could be used for recreation or for recapping one•s life and reviewing one•s own path in life . Somebody who looked like my genetic brother Alex , who is associated with the Devil having body-snatched him away from Archangel Auriel by swimming up the sperm tube in the reverse direction during conception , kept trying to pull me away from what i was doing , but i was resolute in my mission . The skee ball rig looked just like the jungle gym at the theatre in downtown Thunder Bay . Sperm tube . Skee ball . I opted to play on a VR machine . With my trip to Niagara next week for Court coming up , it doesn•t surprise me at all to be getting sense impressions from a city over 1000km away . This kind of retro-memory would easily be possible if i was actually what i keep saying i am . [Editors Note - Note the flipping back and forth between St. Catharines and Thunder Bay . This is caused by the phase interference of an Event coming up next week that , depending on the total amount of ICR Interference in a Court Process , could mean an unjust kangaroo court ignoring everything i say in order to indict me on non-related charges , or , a landslide victory as i prove to everyone that i am the Holy Paladin that i say i am . There is a Publication Ban on this topic , so i cannot say more at this time .] 00h15 Dreamt that i got an entire night•s sleep with my girlfriend faithfully beside me . Then , that somebody was intentionally trying to be a prick , and changed the relative past by deliberately listening to news anchors at a volume sufficient to always wake me on every Iteration . I dreamt that i watched as the time evaporated , our good and dreamy morning together turning to a mid-overnight , and then , when i didn•t wake up at 0400h upset enough to force a fight to occur , peeled it back further until it was barely past 0000h . "Whaaat?" , Yawgmoth asks in the inconsiderate, shit-disturbing whine he has , "I was only listening to it at normal volume!" . And then , once i had , like an upset feline , made my irritation plainly evident , "Oh well, guess I•ll go to sleep and get good sleep now. Toodles!" . This is how Yawgmoth destroys relationships using ICR methods . [Editors Note - Shit like this is why the Angels asked KaNa to please "rest" YgMa in the NieR[Automata] OST .] 0100h While i was still mad , Aurora escaped to bed and fell fast asleep . Within 45m , she told me that she was dreaming that we were fighting over the word "Alginquin" , which for some reason i was insisting with spelled with a T . [Editors Note - Changing the End State from "Alola" to "Al-Gone-Quit" is kind of insanely suspicious , and exactly what i said they were going to do .] 03h55 Dreamt that Aurora really wanted to go to this one mall . Her room was stained orange , and the mall was stained yellow . While we were there , we encountered a Roving Band of n•er do wells , who did everything they could think of to fuck shit up . This included ordering a giant steak knife and threatening to castrate me , which we have seen over and over and over when The Boy Who Cried Wolf demanded another (TarKoVa / DhKhEtEt / Batt•leth) using the stolen Dh KhEtEt [Company Laptop] , and dragging Aurora down into a hallway of choking smoke . Then , after she began to emerge and i pulled her out , Step-Grandfather Doug called using an aluminum can telephone filled with cigarette bites , sang poorly , and vanished . At this point i could tell that i was dreaming . Then i got another phone call , this one from Steve , my biological father , who just needed to quiz me on Trivia at that exact moment . "Someone like Doug and/or Steve" would be Íh , and Trivia would be Hekate ie Wolf . There was a whole scene of Enki and Dani trying to convince me to allow them to timeshare Aurora•s Leather Jacket , and i said nonono , no concessions , no capitulations , not anymore . Then , the setting changed so if somebody hit a button somewhere , and i was on an all-American suburb street , younglings galore and playing boisterously amid the marble-columned houses . I walked past them , focused on my own prize . [Editors Note - GOSH , WHAT COULD THEY BE TRYING TO INSINUATE IN THERE .] 2026 Jan 26 - 0400h 06h12 Dreamt that i was in another yellow-stone dungeon , reminiscient of the tilesets for the Fallen Nation of Sybaris in LonaRPG , where a handful of gods were experimenting with technologies that required torturing lifeforms in order to achieve effects . They were trying to build another Haunted Nightmare Playset , with false entrances , repeating patterns , and devices that showed off how much they didn•t care that they were torturing creatures . This included a replica of the artificial fireplace in Aurora•s apartment , which contained a real-live Metroid , and that when they tortured the Metroid , their realities would warp and shift . This is also what happened to me in the Warp Core on the Oz Battlestar . When i wouldn•t play ball , they threatened me with all kinds of things , and i would often respond by pulling more of my support out of their projects , pulling myself out of VR , revealing locations , and behaving like a Private Investigator . Some of their designs were well-made -- the best of them involved walking thru a giant mouth like the ones in Super Metroid , only to find an identical room just behind it , with the same open maw as the previous one . This also involved psychological torture as well , prying and prying at a person•s mind in order to find out what matters to them , and then getting actors to play those roles badly, getting the characters in trouble using False-Flag Tactics at the same time as using those characters to tell players that I Just Don•t Love You Anymore , which is Hassan Es Ab-Ah•s favourite Bootes weapon . Part of the dream even involved looking thru a rolodex that spun on a background of deep space , where the title cards contained the information about the actresses and which roles they played . They kept dragging me back in , over and over again , "Now look at this, miss!" , "Please assess this for us!" , into psychological torture dungeon after psychological torture dungeon , each of them an advanced iteration of the previous . At one point i fully pulled myself out of the DreamVR , looked at the others face down in their massage chairs , threw a pillow at one of them and poured out my margherita next to the other•s head . After dix(10)-ou-plus iterations of Haunted Nightmare Playsets , and having seen all that i needed to see , i dove out of the Dreamtime and into the Real with the velocity of the Evilscales in LonaRPG leaping out of the water when stepped on . [Editors Note - Gosh , first an awkward schmurple Yawgmoth scene in real life , and then huit(8) consecutive hours of nightmares ? . And somebody else•s nightmares , again , brought to you by opportunists desperate to synchronize their own illegal activity to my own internal Stab Bats Hive by any means necessary .] In the CORE Program , 0102 was obsessed with Human Parasites . That was Adam Serrano of Los Angeles . He worked for Galaxy News last time i heard . I now have a Base Prefab for Yawgmoth , his human heart . Keep pitching , bro , i•m batt-ting 1000 . 2026 Jan 27 - 0400h 05h09 Dreamt of every kind of Starfleet Cadet peeling off of the walls in order to contribute to another question , another scene , another chance for data collection , another this , another that , all of it suddenly under a picture-perfect blue sky as if the air around The Citadel didn•t smell like a fucking swamp . This data collection and harassment was so severe , so over-entrained , so over-clocked that the moment i pulled out my phone to write it down , Aurora was woken at the exact same time , the silken voice of Montgomery Burns asking Alexa for light clearly audible in her RSI , as if she , and her priviledged access to me , were a favourite squeaky toy in the jaws of a canine with vampiric bite strength . Hey Athena ? . I think i fucking hate you . 16h30 Dreamt of being a necrotic mermaid , that the men of LonaRPG were chasing we with superweapons , and that i turned around and used those weapons on them instead . Anyway , i have a new best friend . If Athena would rather play Butt Buddies with Ares then that•s her prerogative . 21h37 Dreamt of waves of pleasure , and of beachside caves , all of it somehow at maximum velocity . 2026 Jan 28 - 0400h 07h35 Dreamt of hot and cold . That it was warm under the covers , and cold out there , and that was enough for me . And that Yamunæ tried to get in between two(2)deux Ultimate Friends using their usual Body Snatching and False Flagging , resulting in her getting eaten alive . YOUR LIFE WAS ENDED BY MERMAIDS 21h55 Dreamt of Boltgun Betty , and of locations , all of them taking place in or around The Citadel , with a mixture of Phosphor Swamp and Shining Mall Concourse , and featuring scenes like Robocop Terminator having a leg strap built in to hold their Service Weapon . 00h44 Dreamt of the Undertow yet again . This included a scene where i had to walk thru the foyer of my own mansion , which during a zombie apocalypse had been converted into a refugee shelter , and then most of the refugees died , leaving behind this enormous hallway of trash that stretched from the front door to the back patio . Black bags piled upon soiled blankets , entire tents with their pegs and beams strewn in haphazard directions , with Mwor worM and Gib buG taking up residence beneath the rags wherever possible . Another part of the dream saw me , naked , whirling in circles down the side of an open stretch of highway , with two(2)deux Faceless Figures who just want you to open up , Cooore! . I commented that i could not tolerate this much sun exposure with skin as fair as mine . The entire span from 22h30 to 01h30 might as well be made of Tar . No other time slot gives me so much trouble , is so difficult to navigate . But why would that be ? . 2026 Jan 29 - 0400h 06h39 Dreamt of an algorithmically-assembled copy of the LonaRPG equipment screen , encrypted into data packets and burned in one at a time , with the pitchfork from the Tutorial Screen clearly visible , except with the character•s arms bound like the Castration Goblins at the Saint•s Monastery Refugee Camp . The Dream and Note were calculated to the be the same number of lines of text . [Editors Note - Last night i rage quit LonaRPG because once again literally every enemy encounter had been algorithmically stacked up to maximize violence against Lona , while a detatched voice screamed in my mind•s ear about how writing in my own name was r@ping her . I went thru the game•s graphics files to cool off , and then emailed GrS Clinic in Montreal to start my SRS journey .] • With the same number of lines of output text • already factored in before the dream ended • its algorithmically-determined cipher • even after the number of times i explicitly said Do not send me unsolicited cipher requests . Use my fucking Work Email . 2026 Jan 30 - 0400h 07h30 Dreamt of Ebony Sh-Ur and Elise from LonaRPG . We were on a beach doing something akin to playing , roughhousing hard . When i woke up , Aurora had just popped out of bed and started cleaning my kitchen . [21h55__ThunderBay - Went to go see Return to Silent Hill with Aurora , who was overdriven by Checkov the entire time , as black-haired HcoSíHt filled the void in lieu of James with the moppish blonde . Both movies Send Help and Return to Silent Hill feature HcoSíHt and a blonde female protagonist who cooould be Yamunæ but , yknow , wasn•t , thiiis time . The new Silent Hill movie got all the character archetypes mixed up , yet did its service to Thunder Bay , with visual references to the Thunder Bay Correctional Centre Art Portable, Prince Arthur Hotel , Brownstone Building , Synergy Apartments at Donald and Brodie , Victoriaville , and the back interior(!) staircase of Urban Abbey .] 02h16 Dreamt of an open conflict between SenDih and the Sent Íhs , with the bald-headed meatheads repeatedly invading my dreamspace in a desperate attempt to prove finally that , no really! , he really is the Emperor of the Stars! , guys! . And that we visited , one by one , the exact set pieces seen in Return to Silent Hill , every one of them a faithful replication of the set pieces seen in the movie except that anywhere SenDih set xer feet down , there had to be a ham-fisted blockhead there too . The new Silent Hill movie features all the refugees on the Oz Battlestar , a KôHt that isn•t Yamunæ , the Son of Amun whose daddy bought the KôDh seat , KôLô who clearly was not a redhead they even referenced the hair colour mix-up in the lighting and cinematography , and the cutie SíHt from the Thunder Bay Correctional Centre•s Art Programme in the Portable in the Exercise Yard , who was also flawlessly ported in the deserted island movie Send Help . Imagine living on a Yellow Submarine and having no idea what was actually going on , but feeling certain enough in your ability to Interference In A Court Process that Chicken Little brazenly and openly says out loud , "What?! What problems in Thunder Bay, where?! 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