1/28/2026 – I’m sitting outside in what seems like an old almost Olympic stone style architecture facility. Probably a university. We’re sitting on the sidewalk type area of this courtyard whatever and we’re somehow in a circle. This teacher type woman with auburn hair asks the woman sitting next to me a question and it’s like one of those sitches where I know each person in the circle is going to have to answer the question. She does and gives what I deem an adequate but pre

1/25/2026 – I’m told: “You’re ready to go!” Then: “Fascism.” And finally: “Flame on!” Yep. Everything’s feeling right. I suppose the use of super freaky force had to first be properly justified. Wrong move motherfuckers. Wrong fucking move. 1/26/2026 – In a deep meditative state, I’m implanting a sigil into an energetic cocoon mind. Seems like something I should have done before. Yeah. Def strange that this is my first time doing this. I’m also shown that since the psychede

1/22/2026 - I’m in our old living room in Ohio. The door is shut and I hear some unknown and I’m sure spontaneously created almost Lilith Fair sounding acoustic guitar on top of light dance beat pop tunes. I love this track but also: Wow the state of contemplative nostalgia it inspires. Profound and circular and by circular I mean that it feels like I’m thinking in a circular portal. God, the women who made this cut are all quite old now. It feels like this is a bit further i

1/19/2026 – A very weird sequence where I’m told that: “Adults are shy.” Okay. Fair point. Try to be less shy to put people at ease. It feels like I’m in another world when this info is imparted on me. Later I wake up in a dream. My brother is there and we’re sleeping in the same room like we were when we were kids. I get up and I don’t think there’s any more time to sleep. Everything starts spinning upside down. Worlds are tumbling gloriously around. I don’t get it until I w

1/16/2026 – I’m in the fictional neighborhood of Greenwood that I’ve invented. We’re out partying, then we take the bus home. The bus through fictional Greenwood rolls on and everything’s normal until we pass this bejeweled sci fi palace mansion. It’s exquisite. It’s also pretty what the fuck because of how it stands out in the midst of all the other houses. A psychic diamond palace mixed in with the middle class set. Weirdly, the neighborhood this is based on does in fact ha

1/13/2026 – We’ve gotten The Nemesis Theory back together for this one show. It’s at this party in this fairly large and stylish sunny venue that I’m getting the impression is the private residence of someone with rather impressive means, but not like a billionaire. I’m also getting the impression this other much more popular band arranged it all. Like, they wanted us to reform for this show and honestly, I’m not entirely sure why. Also, I didn’t practice for this shit at all

1/10/2026 – While meditating I’m told my mental health will never be better. Then I’m told I’m solid. Impenetrable. Invincible in this realm. Which reminds me: Oh yeah. That spell I was supposed to cast last night that I forgot about. I’m on it. Better if it starts on the 11 th as is. I forgot on purpose. Clearly. What’s next? Boring dreams. I’m like hanging out with a crew of people from my past including an artist I have a ton of respect for (and sort of a crush on). We’re

1/7/2025 – I’m told that where I’m going I will not miss my wife. Also, something about “the last walk”, which is a reference to my childhood dog Rebel. On that walk, a squirrel ran right between his legs and he didn’t even notice. At that point I knew he was ready to die. I’m also told I look old, and worn down. I’m guessing this is internally because externally I look better than ever honestly. God, lots of telling me I’m going to die relatively soon shit lately. Weird. N

1/4/2025 – In a trance I’m told that I can text myself with my phone, which has absolutely never occurred to me for obvious reasons. This is useful information. Metaphors man. Then later the phrase: “12 years.” Pops into my mind. This is probably the amount of time that I’ll be alive in this incarnation. I would only have a problem with this if my life mysteriously gets way better. That would be infuriating. If it’s just the same shit, then this is totes fine with me. Probabl

1/1/2025 – It feels like I’m on a customer service call and I’m just connecting with this woman with black hair. As I am, I’m telling her that I genuinely love the videos on her profile page and I almost never watch those things. This is going over swimmingly as she’s clearly proud of them. The vibes are instantaneous. I wake up and walk downstairs into my office. What the fuck is going on? Waking up into a dream shit. I go over and stand by my desk contemplating. I’m going

12/29/2025 – I’m witnessing this incredibly odd display. It looks like beach animals of some variety. Like those holes you see that actually have animals living in them. A bit like that except that these animals have hair. You can kind of see them under the surface and when they do their air poofing thing, these locks of teased blonde hair jet out of the ground holes, hanging briefly 12 inches above them before falling back into the holes. The thing that’s strangest about thi

12/28/2025 – I’m at my job and we’ve detected these odd bits of code in certain employee’s payroll profile set ups. Like, there’s a fairly normal box where you’d fill in basic rate calculation information and instead it’s this incomprehensible but small matrix of code that sort of looks like an infinity symbol. I mean, yeah, this is a problem. Also, we don’t know how much of a problem it is or how to solve it exactly. Not sure there is a way to solve it. Is it even a problem

12/25/2025 – I’m walking into history class at the Invisible College. It’s final project or exam day or whatever. I’m holding this piece of what seems like retro-futuristic tech. It’s like a silver boom box that clearly does expansive and interesting things but shit, something’s off with it. Odd malfunction. Fuck, I’ll have to head back to my dorm room to fix this. It’ll take about 20 minutes into an hour class but I’ll go for it. When I get sufficiently outside, looking down

12/22/2025 – There are these circular yellow harp string energy patterns coming from above. These aren’t branching erratically like the dark water circles from the night before. There is one pattern radiating through the scene. It guides this man to make a decision regarding his daughter based off something I did that he’s seemingly seeing or reading on the internet. The golden radar rings from the sky are guiding this decision. Now a vision of this individual sauce packet wi

12/19/2025 – I’m on vacation with my family in Kauai. We’re staying at this complex of white with black roofed individual units down on this wooden dock when one morning I come out of mine to realize they’re all leaving without me. What the fuck? Seriously, y’all are just going to jet? I am incredibly upset by this. Again, what the fuck? Who would just leave their son on an island? I’m only fucking here because of y’all in the first place. I didn’t want to go to Kauai. But re

12/16/2025 – In a trance state the word Wisconsin pops into my mind, which confuses the fuck out of me. Not long after, I’m told: kind. Wisconsin kind. I somehow know what this means as it’s a cryptic code that would only make sense to me personally. You see, I had upstairs neighbors from Wisconsin for nearly a decade that were the opposite of Seattle people as they went way out of their way to know roughly all our neighbors. Then they’d talk to me like I had a clue who they

12/13/2025 – We’re in this swanky high-rise hotel and shocker, we’re supposed to be leaving but that’s not happening. I’m just pacing around in my rather swanky room trying to get in touch with anyone who’ll pick up. What is the play here? Eventually I get a call from my brother. They’re bringing a crew in to party in the lounge room up the hall. I head over. It’s a cool, fairly swanky soiree but I’m not that into it. Weren’t we supposed to have checked out already? Whatever,

12/10/2025 – There’s a group of 3 of us. This older kind of retro-50’s looking dude with slicked back hair, a slightly younger pale black haired woman, and me. We’re watching a movie in a theater and I catch up with the plot when we leave, which I have no idea why we do. It’s like there’s an intermission or something. We’re out on the surreal city streets and I show the retro dude where he can catch a bus back to the U-District. Everything feels a bit wonky but we head back t

12/7/2025 – Once again annoyed at the lack of dreams but when I pull into a trance state I’m shown this arty vision of an energy man who looks like he’s in an office. He’s got too many of these square metallic electro-card like objects in his head. They’re often sort of flying out in a burst of anxious electricity. “Everybody deserves some space in their head.” I’m told. Except I didn’t remember it precisely, which was frustrating. I think that was the meaning though. Pretty

12/4/2025 – I have a bunch of dreams that I don’t remember which pisses me off and when I pull out of one of these dream states, I’m told that I’m loved. Which I call bullshit on. Obviously. I’m also apologized to and reminded that this is a lesson plan. They had to do it. I’m learning something. God these entities suck. Now a vision where I’m pulling out of a driveway in a car that’s slightly bigger than my wife’s but similar. As I pull into the street I am finding it weird