ImAnAspie wrote:
I love dark, cool, quiet places and I try to set the environment so I can sleep but it just doesn't seem to happen much.
I never have been a big sleeper but this is getting weird!
"To dream is a gift!"
to dream is indeed a gift. every time i put my head on that pillow, i cannot wait to start wandering in my own mind...and i can't predict it! wow!! i love cool, dark quiet places also, noir, ambient and still.
i was recently flipping through
homotopy to ottawa and i saw some notes i had quickly jotted down the night after i had a very poignant dream relating to lim.
(autocorrect wanted to correct my misspelled 'poignant' to 'repugnant'...yes, that too lol)apparently in my dream, i was having an online conversation.
god.
ugh.
what?
do i have to explain my entire life to you?
(something about thanksgiving and fundamentalism)
goodbye. daddy was nice to me for once.
this was disappointing. all google. nice drawings, though.
google is happy!
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there is also another dream i had a few years ago that i just recently re-remembered. i was in an enormous structure, with large ceilings. it looked like a public library, indeed there were bookshelves everywhere, very high ones, but strangely there was also a section of the building with lots of other, mechanical goods. like brookstone.
i walked into the center of the library wing, there was an enormous, ornate fireplace with the overmantel stretching to the high ceiling. there were chairs and seats all around, facing that fireplace, it looked nearly victorian.
and there was
nobody to be seen. next i remember, i found myself in front of that fireplace, and there was a small computer screen proudly diaplayed in the middle of the mantel. it was displaying an irc chat.
and connected to that computer, were the few remaining brain cells of the last 6 "people" left in the known universe. it was a sort of simulated reality, through this web chat, the remnants of the last 6 human beings communicated to each other. the last vestige of once-great humanity, communicating through text on a 12 inch screen.
i don't remember what they were talking about, but then, one finally decided to log off. ht started to say heartfelt goodbyes to everyone, and then signed off.
this 'signing off' process was irreversible. it signified the death of that 'person', there ware not only five consciousnesses left. then, the rest followed suit.
"yeah, i'm signing off too. see ya."*disconnected*the last one left:
"i'm out."*disconnected*and humanity was done.
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