East Coast Wobble

Dreamed on 2017.09.12.0705 "Renessa! It's so good to see you! It's been years. Man, we had some good times." "You don't remember, do you." "What? We hooked up. It was good." "No, you took drugs, then claimed to be a Pomeranian and made strange noises at me for twenty minutes." "That's not how--" "Then you killed me." She peeled back her hair and showed her glowing blue brain inside its clear casing hooked up to wires. "..." "And paid to overwrite the memories, I see."

Dreamed on 2018.06.07.0741 Message said I should see what some priest has to say, cause they've got a mission for me, so I show up and it's a super traditional-feeling Catholic service with a real raven-priest, in the full feathery getup, talking about the three-way war currently festering between island nations on the other side of the planet. The worship ends, people leave, and I find him in the shadows backstage where we talk. I decipher she's actually a woman, and subtly comment on it in a way that shows I know without actually spelling it out, and indicating that I'm not going to judge. In other words, I 100% Father Brown this situation. Then we debate the philosophy of engaging in political struggles as an outsider from an imperialist nation. She only allows me two questions, and we banter wittily on equal ground. Ultimately she convinces me that I should at least go there and get to know some of the people on the ground, at the very least, even if I don't...

Dreamed on 15.10.28.0605 He lingered on the last page after all the others had left before slipping down between the cracks in the poetry. Deftly he made his way and sure enough, beside the entryway in one of the rooms that the idiot protagonist had had to flood in order to gain entry to the massive and ancient building he found her lying in the casket. You found me, she said. He smiled. You're dead, he said. Hush now. You know as well as I do that the rules apply differently here. Kiss me and perhaps I'll come back to life. ... How did you find me? No one else has. It was obvious, to me at least. The whole plan was to hide you in plain sight. In line 72, for example, it says.... No, wait -- please don't quote line numbers. It makes me feel... lesser. Okay. Would you like to stay a while? They smiled at each other.