Today is Mother's Day
May. 11th, 2008 11:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7Happy Mother's Day to all the Mothers in the audience.
I did some salt-scrying, last night, came up Runes, and they ran: Sowelu, Hagalaz, Laguz; Inguz, Dagaz, Mannaz; Uruz, Teiwaz, Gebo.
Fun fun.
Portishead - [The Rip]--- The new Portishead album is ridiculously intense. It has this quality of an anticipatory pause, like that feeling when the person you've been pining over finally talks about everything, with you, the intense conversation, the wandering for hours, everything building, and then that space, at the end, then, that pulled close, burning Presence of feeling, of intensity, of Meaning, building toward Something. Every track is like that, and the whole album somehow translates. I don't know how, but it's amazing.
I dreamed about a great manythings, last night. Several of those dreams where, in the dream, you know you'd done something, before, and there were references back to them.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lord_of_smoking was driving, from the Vortex, but the midtown one, driving through the country-side, which became driving through middle-class back-road neighbourhoods. (Portishead - [Plastic]). mech_angel and I remembering that we needed to continue some work for some old lady, cleaning up her house. Before that, in the country-side, lord_of_smoking saying that we needed to go back to the circus, because we were out of reading material, out of "Lit'rature."
Getting to the old woman's place, cleaning, fixing, reminding me of Brandon's last house, in a few ways, but combined with some other features of the apartments, to extend and wrap the basement, into a full area. (Portishead - [We Carry On]). There were comics, everywhere. Various issues of the Ultimate Fantastic Four, and I knew that it was because they lived there. The cast of the FF movies, but they were also possessed of their powers, somehow, actually the characters. Me and Reed Richards tickling Jessica Alba/Sue Storm to wake her up. They were all four asleep in one giant bed, somehow, in a corner room. Waking her up, she was only wearing underwear and a t-shirt, and she started hitting on me. I told her I was taken, and she said it was a shame, because I was very cute and sweet, and nice. I told her that if she thought that, then she should meet my girlfriend, because she was even more of the same. She put beige heels on, for some reason, and went out to the room in whichmech_angel was doing work, and introduced herself, and I started thinking about music to play, to motivate myself to work.
Weird as hell.
I'm going to go call the mothers in my family, and wish them a Happy Mother's Day.
You all have great days, now. We'll talk soon.
I did some salt-scrying, last night, came up Runes, and they ran: Sowelu, Hagalaz, Laguz; Inguz, Dagaz, Mannaz; Uruz, Teiwaz, Gebo.
Fun fun.
Portishead - [The Rip]--- The new Portishead album is ridiculously intense. It has this quality of an anticipatory pause, like that feeling when the person you've been pining over finally talks about everything, with you, the intense conversation, the wandering for hours, everything building, and then that space, at the end, then, that pulled close, burning Presence of feeling, of intensity, of Meaning, building toward Something. Every track is like that, and the whole album somehow translates. I don't know how, but it's amazing.
I dreamed about a great manythings, last night. Several of those dreams where, in the dream, you know you'd done something, before, and there were references back to them.
lord_of_smoking was driving, from the Vortex, but the midtown one, driving through the country-side, which became driving through middle-class back-road neighbourhoods. (Portishead - [Plastic]). mech_angel and I remembering that we needed to continue some work for some old lady, cleaning up her house. Before that, in the country-side, lord_of_smoking saying that we needed to go back to the circus, because we were out of reading material, out of "Lit'rature."Getting to the old woman's place, cleaning, fixing, reminding me of Brandon's last house, in a few ways, but combined with some other features of the apartments, to extend and wrap the basement, into a full area. (Portishead - [We Carry On]). There were comics, everywhere. Various issues of the Ultimate Fantastic Four, and I knew that it was because they lived there. The cast of the FF movies, but they were also possessed of their powers, somehow, actually the characters. Me and Reed Richards tickling Jessica Alba/Sue Storm to wake her up. They were all four asleep in one giant bed, somehow, in a corner room. Waking her up, she was only wearing underwear and a t-shirt, and she started hitting on me. I told her I was taken, and she said it was a shame, because I was very cute and sweet, and nice. I told her that if she thought that, then she should meet my girlfriend, because she was even more of the same. She put beige heels on, for some reason, and went out to the room in which
mech_angel was doing work, and introduced herself, and I started thinking about music to play, to motivate myself to work.Weird as hell.
I'm going to go call the mothers in my family, and wish them a Happy Mother's Day.
You all have great days, now. We'll talk soon.
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