The Glowing Bliss of the Inner Stars

3/4/2026 –

An angelick orb penetrates my sleep states. It communicated something to me but what that something was? No idea. Maybe I’m not supposed to know.

Later I’m told something about:

“Driving to LA.”

That’s it.

3/5/2026 –

This much older kind of grandmotherly woman pops up in this fancy kitchen and proclaims:

“The race has started.”

It feels cinematic. Also British. Everyone around her is excited.

In a dream there are two new Noel Fielding projects. One is supposed to be very good and the other kind of meh. Obviously I pick the good one, which is in fact sort of cool. Noel and myself are rescuing this rogue AI from a hospital. That’s the plot and at one point we go into this pharmacy type area and just invade behind the scenes. This can’t be legal.

I’m not sure how this turns out but in the end we do gather the freaky rogue AI and there’s this sequence where we leave the hospital in a station wagon and are immediately mobbed by all these police cars.

“What was Noel thinking with this?”

I’m wondering until this normal looking family gets out of the car. Suckers.

In another scene, I’m in another car with Noel out the back and this lone cop who looks sort of demonically possessed is onto us. He’s holding his gun and we’re wondering what the fuck we’re going to do when Noel summons down the moon which is this most excellent animated goddess with pastel astral plane energy powers. Cop is mind fucked. Problem solved. I had doubts about this show but that part was pretty fucking cool. I am the maker of rules.

Later I’m told that the race is already over. Done. Finito. Wasn’t even close.

3/6/2026 –

In a dream I’m at a party and the high school girlfriend who crushed my heart is there and it seems like she’s sort of into me, which is different. Normally she never returns my calls. Like, not once has she ever returned my calls or shown interest in any of these dreams.

It’s a very weird party where everything is morphing wildly. At one point we’re all going to do this communal shower thing and at first I’m excited. Wow, I’m just going to get to see her naked? Not complaining about that.

Also though, I’m kind of self-conscious about my body. Will she find me attractive naked? I hope so but I’m not 100% confident. Later we’re going through this situation where we’re just waiting for spots at a table in a restaurant to open up and it’s taking forever. Like, you’d really think they’d have cycled through by now. Ridiculous. Eventually we do get in though and I don’t remember if the food is any good or any of it.

What I do remember is the next sitch though. This heart crushing high school girlfriend is here with another dude. There’s def another guy in the picture and when I meet him I know the score. Cute younger bro with well kempt curly hair. He’s the ex and I know this by the way she’s clutching onto my arm. We’ve never even been on a date or anything and it started the exact second we were in his presence. She’s never been into me before and now things have shifted. Gee, wonder why? Well at least I know where I stand although I’m not sure how I feel about it. He seems to give exactly zero fucks that she’s latching onto me so obviously which I’m guessing means he’s getting it someone else. Fascinating.

Later I get into a glowing angelick orb meditation state. I remember nothing but the bliss excellence because it’s the glowing bliss excellence of the inner stars.

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