Woke up with this sentence in my head: "My teeth are blinded so that eating poisoned earth does not kill me." #dream #DreamLog

I found the note I left myself from just waking up:

Dreamed I was back in the '80s, writing a Gopher/Markdown-like system on the Atari 8-bit, with the line-oriented editor I wrote on TRS-80, not MEDIT. I was explaining heading levels to someone, and drawing ATASCII banner art for h1, inverse for h2, etc.

This wouldn't be too hard to really do (but really, use MEDIT). Atari DOS is fast enough to load pages on demand.
#dream #atari #retrocomputing #hypertext

I dreamt I was touring seaside haunted houses. These were enormous Victorian and Edwardian mansions, some of which were crumbling down cliffs into the sea. Fortunately, I was in no danger because I was already a ghost and could fly. #dream #DreamLog

I had a #dream last night where I was watching a nature documentary that said that australopitecuses (pre-human hominids, kind of like upright walking chimps) were sometimes attacked by giant goth eagles and had to fortify the tops of mountains with piles of brush to stop the eagles from eating their babies.

Take a breath.

"Moods And Memories" playlist. / On #Spotify and #SoundCloud.

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2HybIlcJ235QvG0FlpSPeM
SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/luumemusic/sets/moods-and-memories

@electronicmusic

Bee

‘Closing time,
you don't have to go home
But you can't stay here…’
Goodnight folks.

Dream all their gold was dandelions
Their captured riches freed
And we gazed with ardent envy upon the opulence of bees…

I just had such a high-concept #dream.

People make the analogy that every person we ever met exists in our mind as a mirror person, our internal model of who we believe they are.

In this dream, I'm in some place that is some campus of sorts (not familiar from real life). I'm in an open stone-tiled square, nearby is a grassy slope. I'm catching up to a person (not a person from my real life) and she's holding a laptop, working on the laptop while walking.

I start talking to her, we seem very close, possibly together, but I'm indirectly accusing her of hacking into some important data of mine, and what I'm doing is I'm distracting her so that some associate of mine can stop her from breaking in.

Then there's a kind of record-scratch moment as I'm asking "wait, did this actually happen?". I was passively remembering this moment, but now I'm interacting with the memory.

Now I'm in my parents' bedroom (as I know it from real life, but a bit bigger) and a bunch of people are hanging out. There's tea, people are sitting on chairs, people are relaxing on the double bed. None of them are people from my real life, but in the dream I know them all as friends or colleagues. I also know that in this moment they are their mirror people in my mind.

"Yeah," says one person, "we don't usually show you this memory, because it's no use. What was lost was lost. This is the moment when it all fell apart."

"You should talk to her," says her mirror person, entering the room, "maybe you can still work it out."

"Uuugh," says one of the other people, "that's terrible advice. You're just saying that because _you_ want a backrub."

"It's ok," I say, as I feel sorry for the mirror person, "I'll give you a backrub right now anyway," and I start massaging her shoulders. She is relieved, and relaxes. At least this version of her and I can enjoy a moment together in my mind, the way we were.

There's a whole bunch of detail and backstory missing from the above, as I've been awake for half an hour thinking about this, and the dream has slipped away, but it captures the idea of it.

The direct action in the dream was only like one minute, but every moment of it pulled in things I knew about the setting and the people, so that the whole world-building and the events that led up to that remembered moment could fill up an entire feature-length film.

I dreamed my girl friends and I went to one of those dive bars with the all night bakeries and got wasted on cream puffs and white zinfandels. Smears of powdered sugar on our noses and everything. We were rough.

Hitchhiking tragedy: British Lord of the Rings fan killed in crash on dream trip to NZ https://www.byteseu.com/955489/ #british #coast #crash #dream #fan #hitchhiking #in #islands #killed #last #locations #lord #movies #NewZealand #NZ #of #on #rings #South #the #to #tourist #tragedy #trip #used #visiting #West #year

Bee

‘…and goodnight to the street sweepers
the night watchman flame keepers
and goodnight Matilda, too…’

Dream the tech vanished and we learned to talk with one another again.

#Weekend #tropical #dream

#Dream I dreamed I was in the "Flying Witch" anime. I had a white carrot with a split trunk and two wispy armes, like a mandrake. #dreamjournal

NEW SURREALIST ART
oil paint on canvas
on display at my friend Apisit's studio & gallery a short ride from my home
available, msg me if interested

Take a breath.

"Moods And Memories" playlist. / Now on #Spotify and #SoundCloud.

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2HybIlcJ235QvG0FlpSPeM
SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/luumemusic/sets/moods-and-memories

@electronicmusic @synths

I had a dream where I walked in on a brainstorming session for an open world game like GTA and they were putting together names names for various chain stores that would exist in the game. I kept cracking myself up. For example, I wanted the sports club to be called "Get Dunks On" and the donut shop to be called "Dee's Nuts". #subconscious #dream #ImStillInSixthGradeInMyHead

'Tokyo insomnia' #art #photography #ArtYear #scape #EastCoastKin #Blueskyartshow #dream #urbanphotography #architecturephotography #cityscape #urbanlandscape #Fensterfreitag #WindowFriday #streetphotography #nightphotography #nightlife #tokyo #japan © www.helene-cook.eu

Random question:

Have you ever #dream⁣t in Black and White?

I once, many years ago. I don't even remember what it was about, but I do recall that I was so perplexed when waking up that I had to tell it immediately.

Bee.

Goodnight good people.

‘Sweet dreams 'til sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams, whatever they be
Dream a little dream of bees…’