pi and coffee; they live in a box of water I just spent about half an hour reading some of my dreams from the past month or so. My subconscious brain comes up with some weird shit; much of it way more interesting and strange than things I could expect from ye old waking brain.… Continue reading box of water
It really is amazing what a nice sunny, balmy spring day can do for one's mood. I am finally making some headway with the verylonglist of work. Death has apparently become a favored image for my subconscious-- another vivid dream this moring, and I remembered this one. It involved some friends and I getting a… Continue reading the weather
the following is an excerpt from a recent attempt to recall my dreams upon waking (having hit snooze way too many times) “oh they are about to dissipate- there was this place- people everywhere- relatives? everything was different, like we had spirit selves or something. i remember vague shapes i was trying to catch up… Continue reading lost details
e daggar art: THE MUSEUM 