09/27-09/28/11
For the most part, my dreams last night elude my waking memory. I do remember two things. One, visiting a huge dead tree with multiple trunks. The bark rotting off of it.
Second, the word “Leviathan”. I don’t know who spoke it or why. It’s a bit disconcerting, but more curious. I don’t fear Christian concepts of devils and demons anymore. In fact, I find one man’s demon is another man’s angel. I still wonder why he mattered so much to remember his name so distinctly. I am fearful of Cthulhu, whom I believe to be a form of Leviathan.