Entry #103.VIII.2024

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I was trying to arrange several cloth gobelins on a chaotically painted wall. Initially it was four gobelins, two of them of single solid color and two portrayng animals on a single colored background, but as i was arranging them, there became more gobelns of both types. The wall was looking like it was painted a long time ago, its colors were a bit dirty and not vibrant, unlike the colors of the gobelins, and the patter somewhat resembled a noise map of a very large scale, single color regions stretching meters across. I was moving these gobelins with my mind, and my goal was to place them as chaotically as possible while also retaining some aesthetic. Additionally, one of the gobelins which persisted from the very beginning, a bright yellow one with a bear on it much resembling the bear on the Californian flag, was slightly smaller in both dimensions than all others, which made me unable to hang it in line with any other. I also remember a bright orange gobelin with a fox head on it as one of the initial four, and maybe a soft green one; and as time passed, there appeared more gobelins of blue, purple and magenta hues, which i tried to arrange in a lower left corner of the wall overlapping each other. This was also the point when i noticed a door in the wall. it was black, wide and centered on the wall, but lacked detail, more a gaping black opening that a wall. The wall itself was about twice taller than it was wide, and maybe four or five meters wide, and the gobelins were roughly the size of me.

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I was travelling by bus with my mother and Alastor from "Hazbin Hotel". The bus, or rather its seats, were switching between those of a Moscow blue bus (flat, blue cloth) and a Madrid blue bus (curved, grey and blue plastic). I was talking with Alastor the entire time while my mother stood in the distance. This Alastor was more human than in the show, had human proportions, his face was pale white and not gray, and the overall colors of him were brighter, but he still had his ear things from his haid and a sharp nose. He had a striped red and black suit on with a small pocket on his chest, where he was putting things i gave him.

I don't remember much of the conversation, but i remember, first, finding a one rouble coin on the floor and giving it to Alastor - us laughing at how insignificant this amount of money is - and then finding a square packet of salt which probably dropped on the floor out of my pocket, one of those which are dstributed in a cafeteria in a place I'm at right now. These packets contain 0.8 grams of salt. I also gave it to Alastor, and when he accepted, bursted into laughing, telling him that it's hilarious that i gifted salt to a demon (meanwhile thinking about the fact that coal, sulfur and salt are supposed to be substances that demons avoid) and then told him that it was "eight hundred grams of salt" (my mistake - milligrams), "which is eight hundred thousand micrograms" (correct), and then bursted into laughing again, falling to lay across two of the back seats of the bus.

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