Just plain works. How rare.
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Just plain works. How rare.
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New pics are up.
Very cool collection of dreams though:
Was working on a laptop (that I don’t own), trying to get the picture to come up, but I could only ever see it remotely. Never directly.
Got the image up, but was somehow transported back down the hall to the cabinet, and ended up reading through some old letters & poems (maybe some of the first album of DCD/Colourbox – fix this later).
On a boat that was on-ground, but full of water. Canopy-style, warm & welcoming. Was washing my hair with this weird clay/putty stuff. It was soap, but not normal soap. Felt really great, and caused these totally hilarious dread-like thingies in my hair.
Found myself rolling around in this weird (but amazingly great) rave. The way raves always pretend they’re going to be, but never are. Deseo Remix playing. All these great coloured (and sprung?) pillows and toys that makes little musical sounds when bounced off each other. Some of them like little Jello things, some of them more like pancakes (frisbees?).
Trying to walk out of the arena, (bowl) of people, but they were all so busy listening to the music (spoken word, “Hey man, BACK-OFF” being repeated over and over again) with people waving happily at each other from across the arena. It was silly, and loving, and yet everyone giving each other distance in a very serious way.
The geographical location shifted to somewhere near the PNE grounds, and had that same sorta gritty, sweaty, vaguely slimy feel to it. Ended up sitting up near the edge of the tent (tent?) with some I didn’t know as they watched what looked like a small army of little kids with red backpacks coming up the hill.
I started to wake up, but there was a panic to it. Not fear of being awake (there was assurance that I could “go back” in a moment’s notice), but of losing the thing I was supposed to be getting: The collection of notes/letters/cards.
Most of them were at the bottom of a stack of stuff underneath computer parts. The lyrics for “It’ll End In Tears” by This Mortal Coil.
I take it, my good friends, that my fever broke some time around 2am tonight. :)
Feeling good. Feeling like a found a piece to a puzzle I didn’t know I hadn’t finished. Something clicked.’
Hi Zen!
1. Deep Floresta (5:59)
2. Intercity 125 Mix (7:46)
3. Speed Deep (6:36)
4. Master Mute Vs. the Tone-E Programme Mix (7:22)
5. FSOL Deseo Reconstruction (7:51)
6. Amor Real (8:58)
7. Master Mute Instrumental Mix (7:17)
8. Bless This (7:19)
Oh yeah, and I wanna set this up so the VF can use an app like this to post messages directly into phpNuke or something.
and THAT led me to here,
at which point all the hair on my arms stood up.