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Naked Protest

February 1994 I was driving into work in a real bad snow storm. (It was really snowing hard) I got there and everyone was pulling out of the lot to park in the street. I decided to park in the … Continue reading

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Lincoln in the Bardo

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Its been a long time since a book as captivated and moved me so completely. This was amazing.

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Masturbating and Getting Nowhere

January 1994 I remember leaving the office. I was at a strange house somewhere. (This house is a callback.) It was a house near a lot of fences or something like that. Paul W and I just arrived and had … Continue reading

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Alien Chairs

January 1994 I dreamed we were getting new carpeting at work. (which we were). We came in a were told we had to do all the moving of the furniture ourselves while the carpet guys stood around and watched. One … Continue reading

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Invisible Yet Chased

January 1994 I was invisible being chased by someone. I was following a girl who was leading me to safety. She was tall, big boned, but not fat or large, just nor petite. She had dirty red hair worn in … Continue reading

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Uma Thurman and KD Lang

January 1994 I was home in Oakland waiting to go to school, High School. I HAD just returned home and Laura had a new red car in the driveway, a neon? and my dad had none. I went to my … Continue reading

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Fishing in Glass Walls

January 1994 I was fishing with someone, Keith, in a canoe on a sloped downwards to our left. I was in the back and paddling and Keith already had his pole out and fishing. I wanted to turn myself around … Continue reading

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Craig T. Nelson

January 1994 Craig T. Nelson and my mom were being chased by some people.  They made their way to an abandoned house. It was night.  (I was not in this dream at all.. I guess I was just an observer … Continue reading

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Pot, Alps and a Blonde Afro

January 1994 I was running down Lakeshore Road in Oakland in the summer time with a raft in my hands and I was about to jump on to it and surf on the gravel in the road, but there was … Continue reading

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Dr. Who and Junk

January 1994 I was with John R in his basement. It was real dark and dungy and there was isles of crap everywhere, just old junk stuff, and it was all John’s. It was john and I and when we … Continue reading

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Archie Bunker and the Cops

January 1994 I was with Archie Bunker in a ford pinto in the parking lot of a large shopping mall looking for a MAC machine. It was night and Archie was wasted, but we needed money because someone was chasing … Continue reading

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Wooden Cart and Stamina

January 1994 Liz and another girl were all sitting on a bed in a condo in VT.We all decided to have an orgy. Dave started to fuck Liz, and me and Caren fucked, and John and the other girl. Chevy … Continue reading

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Theatre of Blood – Dream within a Dream

January 1994 (This was a dream within a dream inside a dream.) I initially dreamed I was reading a long novel, War & Peace or something. It was early in the morning before I decide to go to bed. I … Continue reading

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The Hideous Baby

January 1994 Kathy Murphy from Center for Literacy asked us if we wanted a less well off baby, she said it would be good for us. (I dreamt of Kathy because I was waiting for a call from her.) Debbie … Continue reading

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Plastic Genitalia

January 1994 Debbie and I were driving to class in her car. (I dreamt this because I was thinking of the time time after the Breakmate project was over.) The class was in a building in the middle of a … Continue reading

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Diving Competition

January 1994 Were were somewhere and I asked Caryn if she wanted to race into the pool. She said she could not because her breasts would bounce too much in her bathing suit and that Mark M always wanted to … Continue reading

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A Cabin in the Woods

January 1994 Cork, Dave G, and I rented a cabin in the middle of the woods on someone’s property, who knew nothing of this. It was pouring rain and we had to trudge up the muddy mountains to get to … Continue reading

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Eagles and M-80’s

January 1994 Eagles in a playoff game at the Vet. The fans were throwing m-80’s onto the field but the refs said nothing. Thee Giant coaches and some players were on fire, but it only delayed the game a bit. … Continue reading

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Tiny Shot Glasses

January 1994 I was in a big van or bus with Dave G, Scott G., Scott D., Cork, and John R. We were driving down a 202 type road at night in the rain going to a party, a college … Continue reading

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Seaweed

January 1994 I lived in my old station wagon near the beach at LBI One day, Cork and Scott D came over to my car which was parked between fields of seaweed. I was changing into my beach clothes when … Continue reading

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Shaggy and the Swedish Girls

January 1994 (Sketchy) Dave G., Cork and I went back to Stockton just to live and party. We faked all documentation and no one knew. However, Stockton was completely dry and patrolled by invisible guards who poured your beer out … Continue reading

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Great Escape & St Louis

January 1994 (This is a call back from another dream) The whole Amuneal shop closed. All the workers and myself were walking down a country road, like the scenery in the Great Escape when Steve was riding the motorcycle. We … Continue reading

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Macy Day Balloons & Batman

January 1994 (Batman the movie ripoff.) I was Batman without the costume. Two villains were huge inflatable Macy day balloons. The The first one attacked but I came in flying without a ship. I sent a grappling hook and caught … Continue reading

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Invasion of the Body Snatchers – Redux

January 1994 (A take off from the Body Snatchers?) I was living on a huge farm with my dad. One day I was out front of a large three story house when some girl came by. (I don’t know who … Continue reading

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Emergency 911

January 6, 1994 I was getting ready to go out for the night. I was pretty excited because I knew Debbie would come back to me. Debbie and I were sitting on the bed waiting for Scott to get dressed. … Continue reading

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Truman & Roosevelt

I was visiting the new house at the corner of Truman & Roosevelt. I was meeting a family I did not know and my mom was the hostess. I shook some strange hands in the kitchen. In the living room, … Continue reading

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Dostoevsky’s Demons

A great quote from Dostoevsky’s Demons: “God is the pain of the fear of death. He who overcomes pain and fear will himself become god.” That’s all I got. Do I need more?    

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Telephone Exit Speeches

What happened to simply saying, “Good-bye”? Even if I am happy to place a call into the local borough hall, or utility company, or my doctors office or any random store or manufacturer to address an issue, it is still … Continue reading

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A Country of Cities – by Vishaan Chakrabarti

I need space, I need trees. The concrete jungle is a great place to frolic and visit and spelunk through, but I don’t to live there. I want to live in a environment as far away from the urban landscape … Continue reading

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The Subway Pee Story

I often shudder with terrified relief as I think back upon my younger years. Back then, I was a daring, thrill-seeking, oblivious and invincible (at least in my mind) young roustabout working life’s merry-go-round. On and off, round and round … Continue reading

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