it spills downward downward to the ground, tearing the leaves from the trees. then the branches fro the trunk
they float very slowly downward, we see angle wings dancing from the sky above the shadow. they flutter in and land.
once the branches hit the ground everything catches fire.
the maiden of the shrine begins to cry, “my cook is gown, and now the parishioners will be gone.”
all for want of 4 nails to keep her on the cross.

Sometimes you want to feel full, but eat something that is healthy. The inherit problem is finding something that you can stand to eat. I’ve taken to the various Clif Bars that they sell. Some of the odder sounding flavors are quite good. I like the Oatmeal with raisin and walnuts, carrot cake, peanut butter. Are the cheapest/easiest to get. Since they sell those at reasonable prices from Walmart. Labor day sale at REI has them at a nice discount.

Know of any other good snacks, stuff that isn’t hard to eat on a fast hike, but also can be eaten anytime?

Lead up:
Pretty simple dream. I’m working on a project and my self discipline is at a low. So procrastinating like mad. It’s a rather simple project, so I have the room to flex. But it’s one of those that it’d be nice to be done so I could go wandering. Step outside of my normal life and live somewhere else for awhile. Maybe hop around the country a bit trying out various cities, while writing my way through the next project and loosing weight.

Dream:
Anyways I was dreaming about this programming project I am working on. The other developer is in the dream I just feel like I totally loose all self control and have lost access to being able to get the project done. Kinda like that feeling when you realize a report that takes 5 days is due in 2. Your screwed. That’s the way I felt in the dream, the dialog basically supported and pushed the idea. I woke up rather sweaty and a little delirious. Basically a dream based panic attack.

I just purchased a fascinating type of shoe called Five Fingers from the company Vibram. These shoes are basically a attempt at making a moccasin for the modern day active outdoors person. They look dorky as hell, and feel like putting gloves on for the first time. I might have to order the black/black design before wearing them in public places. Those might not be so noticeable, the size chart is a good method, my first pair is snug and fit perfectly. Although I do think there are probably better ways to do the sole. Less rubber and more freedom of movement would be nice. Anyways they do feel like slippers, thought tight, and are machine washable so no need for socks.

Time for links:
Vibram Five Fingers introduction site

Photos!

Well it’s finally happened, a drink company released a drink that tastes reasonable and contains healthy stuff. Packaged in a manner that is easy to carry and drink. Naked Juice is awesome stuff, you get to choose what you want to drink. It’s basically a juicer done professionally. Where has this been??? Only draw back is the price, locally it costs $3 a pop. While a soda costs $2, which seems reasonable. But at wanting to drink 2 a day minimum you end up with $6, and that’s $42 a week and $168 a month. This is a car payment… A bit too expensive, or 17 hours a month spent making money just to drink healthily. Can we find a way to make farming more economically feasible on bulk? People will buy this if it’s sold cheaper. At $1.5 it’d be more reasonable, 5% of my work month makes much more sense than 10%.

I’m having heart pains… the reptilians just outside of our realm are reaching in and squeezing my heart. This, of course, is my own fault. My own weakness lets them get away with it.

I’m weilding a great weapon which can defeat the reptillians: four razor sharp titanium claws that extend out about eight inches just above each of my wrists. I’m swinging away at the man, the teacher, that gave me the weapons… gave me the power to defeat them… with pitiful strength. He keeps coming at me with a look of distain and disgust in his eyes. I know he’s wondering why he even bothered to teach me at all, like it was a waste of his time. He gets close and I swing, but I barely even scratch him.

I step back and look down with disgust in myself. While looking down I realize I am not alone. My girl is behind me, and a friend that was defeated by the reptillians lies on the ground with empty eyes staring up into nothingness.

When will I learn to win? When will I learn how to use these great weapons? When will I quit fooling around and do what needs to be done?

I woke up kissing a wonderfully happy woman.

Sit down in a comfortable position.

Remember not to cross your arms or clench your fingers or fists.

Spend a second and relax, then close your eyes.

Next count verbally from 1 to 5.

Continue counting from 1 to 5, focus on letting go of any thoughts that disturb the counting.

Thank them for being there, but you are meditating now.

If you loose count start over.

Continue meditating until either you have a set a alarm or until it’s a 15 minutes.

Increase your meditation time from 15 minutes to a hour, incrementally.

The first thing to do when trying to survive a cleansing, hide behind the place two walls intersect. Stay quiet and breath very slowly. They will only find you by the sounds you make. The first round of cleansing is usually a group of helicopters that surround a building and just hover out there waiting watching and listening. This time they heard a radio change volume in the room next to me, instantly the area near the radio was showed in gun fire. I heard some movement in the hallway. Thankfully she was making a deep bass sound, not something that was too obvious, but I could tell she had someone else with her. Very close to her actually, protectively close, funny that I tell that from a scuffle sound. She’s doing ok but I hope she stops soon, the hovering outside has gotten louder. There is a bang, what the fuck was that, gun fire hits a wall next to me. I’m not in the hallway, shit. One big thud and a slide, I know the girl is hiding there now next to her dead mother, and is alive. I’ll have to hunt for her before the second phase gets to us.
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Dreaming of yourself in a physical body could be a expression of attachment to the phyiscal form. To advance spirituality the transition to not having a body, could be taken within dreams. But the question is… Is loosing a body symbolic of loosing perspective? And possibly self?