I had dinner with Mama Frida on Tuesday. It was rather humorous, because we went to Pizza Hut and it turned out there was a young lady there she had to kick out of one of her properties . . . . In fact, not only was she there, she was our waitress. Mama Frida …

Dreamed I was taken somewhere blindfolded, and Trent Reznor began speaking out of the darkness saying “The test will not begin until thou dost knock three times on the post.” So I knocked three times on the post in front of me and found myself in some kind of underground labyrinth where the floors melted …

I guess I’ll go ahead and revive another aspect of my Journal: the Dream Log. People say that dreams are boring to everyone but the person who dreamed them, but I’ve always enjoyed listening to and talking about dreams, since back when I was a little kid. Medicated as I am, some of my dreams …

Delbert is going into Counseling. It’s some place called Piedmont, in North Carolina, a religious, Fundamentalist place. I’m afraid when he comes out he’s going to be just another Fundie. He’s been talking about going to Church, reading the Bible . . . . and getting married. I tried to call over at his house …

Before I took salvia divinorum, and after I took salvia divinorum. Before I took salvia divinorum, I had a pretty concrete idea of myself. Sure I didn’t know what it was I wanted to do, or what my ultimate purpose was, but I had a pretty good idea that I was cacophony and that I …

Friday afternoon I had a powerful urge to leave. Jackie had asked me when I was going home. He said he wanted to have a “relaxing weekend” and seemed disappointed when I told him that Bill wasn’t going down to [REDACTED] until a week from now. He asked me if I could sleep upstairs on …