Dream Down

Dreams are bullshit and mean nothing, generally. But sometimes they can be used to reveal where your head’s at. Here’s where my head’s at: I’m hanging out with a lot of people, out in the world. Finally, there’s society. We’re talking, having fun. Sun’s out and everything’s green and warm. Blue sky day. This girl …

On the Cosmology of Infinite Dreams

Dreamed a movie of an invading gang of heroes in a truck going down guided stone hallways, taking the right turns at the forks, further into the stronghold to the goal of finding the unseen villains, fighting the evil, saving the day. Holding on to the memory of the track back out, running out of …

Kaeli

Eventually, I found myself in a land of pastel, of clean squares and ornate architecture. A long plane of gardens and villas, perfect trees, grid lines and curved surfaces broken up in pleasing ways to keep monotony away. Spiral columns holding up veils and sheets, wide beds for reclining and sleep. It was a place …