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  "title": "Dreams on Black Star",
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        "title": "Dream - The Bible Verse and Boy-King",
        "content_html": "<p>I was sitting in a church pew listening to a sermon. I decided to take notes to follow along. I pulled out my Bible whose verses I had written over and select pages I had cut out. But before I could write anything more, I felt a nudge from the woman beside me. She pointed at a verse in her own Bible. I guess she wanted me to read the verse relevant to the sermon</p>\n<p>The book I can’t remember, but the chapter and verse were 8:9. I noted them, and then I thought, She&rsquo;s the more logical one, but I’m the more intuitive one</p>\n<p>While this was going on, in a corner of the church, a boy in a bright red and green outfit and a gold crown sat on a chair on top of a pile of clothes. The pile was so tall that the boy was almost touching the ceiling. As to the possible relevance of this child and his connection to the Bible verse or the woman, I’m not sure. Analysis to follow</p>\n",
        "date_published": "2026-05-15T06:00:00-05:00",
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        "id": "http://blackstar.micro.blog/2026/05/13/dream-church-labyrinth-and-chains.html",
        "title": "Dream - Church, Labyrinth, and Chains",
        "content_html": "<p>My father’s death was approaching. But he had it in him to give one last sermon. The church where he had served many years ago invited him to preach, and so there I was sitting behind him in a chair between the pulpit and the choir</p>\n<p>Shortly after the worship service began I became bored. Through a chanceldoor I slipped out of the sanctuary and into the backrooms. The lights were all off, but luckily I had a flashlight to show me the way. The hallways went on and on. They intersected, branched off, and re-joined for what seemed like forever. The labyrinth reeked of dust and mold. Behind each door, room after room was littered with puzzles, action figures, and plush toys. Despite the stench I had become quite excited by my finds and wondered how much money it all must have been worth</p>\n<p>There were some bathrooms here and there, but oddly they were shut tight and secured with yellow tape, chains, and padlocks. I never found out why they were this way. Whether they were meant to keep people out or keep something contained, I have no idea</p>\n",
        "date_published": "2026-05-13T06:00:00-05:00",
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        "title": "Dream - Hotel, Lucidity, and a Pink Pen",
        "content_html": "<p>I was tracking down a killer… or was he tracking me down? Either way one of our trails led to a hotel. The room was dim with only 2 lamps to illuminate the grey space. On a desk there sat an electronic photo frame. It cycled through photos of individuals and families whose identities were unknown to me. Were these the killer’s victims?</p>\n<p>Suddenly I became aware of my dream but stayed asleep. I decided to try a minor act of control. I looked at a desk drawer and said to myself, “When I open this drawer, there will be a pink pen inside.” But I opened it and saw not a pink pen but a pink Ethernet cable. It was about the length of a pen, however, as it had been cleanly cut. I got the color and size right but not the shape</p>\n<p>Before I had gone to bed I had no intention of having a lucid dream. This episode was totally spontaneous, but I can attempt a “revisit”. When I want to lucid dream, I can visualize a grey, dimly lit hotel room and a pink pen by a photo frame</p>\n",
        "date_published": "2026-05-11T06:00:00-05:00",
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        "title": "Dream - Gods, Toys, and a Maze",
        "content_html": "<p>The world had ended and most people were gone. Don&rsquo;t ask me how. No one remembers. There were plenty of empty houses up for grabs for survivors. My family checked out one such house. Our first day there we liked what we saw, so we went ahead and moved in</p>\n<p>From the kitchen I opened the backdoor and stepped outside. I set foot in a cobblestone courtyard with steps arranged in a semicircle on the far end just like an amphitheatre. Each step was littered with dry flowers and extinguished candles. In the centerline of the semicircle and halfway up the steps was a statue. It was carved from stone and depicted a man sitting in a meditative position. He had several arms radiating out from him just like a Hindu god. At the top of the steps, still in the centerline, was another similar but bigger statue. I was intrigued by this scene but wasn&rsquo;t sure what to do there</p>\n<p>I turned an went back inside. I found a door that opened up to a staircase. I walked down, and at the bottom I found a maze-like network of hallways and rooms. Every inch of wall was occupied by shelves, and each shelf was packed with action figures, plush toys, t-shirts, cups, and all kinds of memorabilia. The place reeked of dust and mold, but I was so entranced, I had no choice but to wander aimlessly through this apparently endless maze of novelty</p>\n",
        "date_published": "2026-05-09T11:44:34-05:00",
        "url": "https://blackstarblog.com/2026/05/09/dream-gods-toys-and-a.html",
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