I Get Along

"The rest of that day and most of the following one passed in a confusion of pain and laudanum-dreams. Sometimes Childermass thought he was standing on the ancient road under the speaking sky...A tight-rope was strung across the sky and a great many people were walking on it...Sometimes the pain in Childermass's shoulder escaped from him and ran about the room and hid. When this happened he thought it became a small animal. No one else knew it was there. He supposed he ought to tell them so that they could chase it out. Once he caught sight of it; it had flame-coloured fur, brighter than a fox..."

from Jonothan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susanna Clarke.

ride your REM cycle,
live your life while...



in this afternoon's dream a friend posted something online to me that said "i have never dreamed about you but today i dreamed we were dancing about a giant forest of trees with very deep roots..."

i wonder sometimes how much is process and how much is prophecy. self-fulfilling inner drilling.



"i dreamed i was a race horse...fighting fighting...i dreamed i was a beast of burden and i couldn't walk straight and i couldn't walk far...and i dreamed i was..." laura gibson

(seeing either of these two perform live, especially together, is entering the beehive weather of sleeping prayer- get in on that honeycomb and run it through your hair)