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wolven7A Perfect Circle - [The Hollow (The Bunk Remix)]--- Things i remember of dreams, right now:
Me and a bunch of other things are sitting on a pantheon-style series of setps, talking to each other, discussing the death of Michael Jackson, and how tragic it is, to watch him fall, from what he once was. As we speak of him, we can see his whole life, and career, laid out, watching it and experiencing it, at the same time. (Coil - [Solar Lodge]). He commited suicide, and it took people so long to know, because some of the humans that were around, and even me, were a little shocked that he was dead. There is a feeling, here, like summer, in a space colony. Seeming sky and sun and Warmth, but all of it artificially generated.
I'm watching a concert, and it's The Darkness, and the concert is happening in a mixture of what llok to be certain rural parts of Virginia, and certain parts of the Realm, of Dark. It's always Dark, here, even when it's light out, and the next few sections happen, here. At the concert, i see Rob, and Luke, and some other people, and we enjoy ourselves, for a bit. (Jack Off Jill, Remix BySynical - [Cumdumpster (Delusional Cannibal Mix)]). When the concert starts i'm
Sitting around in an Apartment, and it's a combination of my old Apartments at Oaktree, and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
raoin's new place. Me, Devin, Patrick, raoin and someone else are there, and we're grilling out, and playing video games, but i'm really tired, and i'm kind of sick. (VNV Nation - [Rubicon]). I need some allergy cold medication, and, as i take it, i'm worried that it's something more serious than a simple allergy or cold thing. The Dayquill makes me feel worse, and more tired. I tell Devin, as Patrick goes out on the back porch, that if i fall asleep, he should wake me, before he leaves. I know that i have a fever. I go to sit down on a couch, next to patio door, and i look out and i see a field of darkbright sky, and flowers.
I'm watching Lex Luthor, from "Smallville," try to hack into his father's offshore accounts, and holdings, trying to retrieve information. This is taking place in one of the LuthorCorp. Labs or Offices, as well as outdoors, in what feels like Savanah, Georgia, with weeping willows, Spanish mosses, and always dark, under all of it. It's also, someway, Oglethorpe campuses. As Lex finishes what he's doing, he takes his interface board, leaves a different one, and leaves. As he leaves, his father comes in the section, and starts looking at what his son has done, realising that certain things have been tampered with. (Carpathian Forest - [The Eclipse - The Raven]). As he's doing this, two guys in govenment uniforms break in and yell "Lionel Luthor, you're under arrest for the violation of the freedom of information act.. You've been... Hmm" he looks at the other guy "Downloading and distributing music?" The other one shrugs. The first guy says "We're goig to need to confiscate that computer, and your servers, here." Lionel says, "You can't just come in here, and you can't do that; That's Company property." (Rasputina - [Tourniquet]). Now i'm saying it, and i'm not Lionel, i'm Me. "You want me to recite laws as they apply to My Company?" The guy says, "Well WE'Re the C.I.A., how about That?" And i say "Well that's great, and i don't fucking Care. How about i get my lawyers? How about eight? Ten? Ten million?" I notice that the guy who hasn't talked is wearing an FBI sweat shirt, and he shrugs at the other guy, who says "Yeah, well you might want to consider that." And they leave. As they leave i see them herding people from the astrophysics department, in a line.
Coil - [Ostia (The Death of Pasolini)]--- Flashes, here, of the apartment, again, and maybe this is where the bulk of it actually takes place. More thoughts about The Darkness, which has been always to stage-left, throughout everything. All i would have to do is go back there, and see it, and i'm there. Experiencing seeing people there. Listening, talking.
I'm calling the various Departments, because it's been hours, and those people from "The C.I.A." haven't come back yet, and they're not likely to. I call the security desk, and get a message that Rob has left, saying that no one's there, and jokingly calling whoever called the number "you poor fool," under his breath. I call the Astrophysics department, and get a recording from the show, as a message. Rob recorded the people screaming, and the band, introducing themselves, from the show, so the message screamed "DarkNess, DarkNess, DarkNess..." in the background and then a section of cheering, followed by "HelLO... We are... The Darkness!" (Moxy Früvous - [The Norbals!]). As i listen, i remember sections of the concert, wandering around, talking to people, watching them watch the band. I start to realise something about tactics, and the use of Dreams... I wake up
Joan Osborne - [One Of Us]--- I shifted somethings, last night, and i hope that the effects take, and are as far reaching, as they could be. I have a plan, these days, for what seems like an un-rewarding job.. Several jobs... boils down to one, in the end, really. Don't they all... That dream tweaked me, because, underneath it all, there is the current of something slithering, waiting, trying to press through, and People Weren't Letting It. It wasn't a bad thing, it was... somehting that would shift, and people were resisting. That's what those "C.I.A." guys represented, was the collective attempt to bring what i was trying to do, to a grinding halt. The Lex/Lionel thing wasn't machinations, it was happenstance... If Lex had been there, they would have tagged him, and he didn't know they were on their way... Bunches of weir shit, there..
If i gave you the option of totally being what and who you are, with control, and power over yourself (Which causes me to remember that, in the section at the apartment, there was something about X-Men, trainning, specifically Wolverine, Jean Grey, Cyclops, Jubilee; probably because i saw the word "Jubilee," before i went to bed), would you take that? (Rachel's& Matmos - [The Precise Temperature of Darkness]). Would you grab ahold of it, and work with it, to understand yourself better, using all available resources, to know and work with those around, as You? Or would you, fully understanding what that meant-- the unpredictability, the pain, and chaotic nature of the learning period, the uncetainty-- decide that it wasn't worth it, that you weren't ready for it, yet? And if you decide the latter, would you still want to slowly work toward the former, simply in a more controlled environment? I ask, because of the things i shifted, and i'm wondering things. Perspectives, paths, not really changing, so much as adding a few new rocks. They can either be scenery, stepping stones, or stumbling blocks.. all in how you take them on, i guess. And how they take you on.
I'm going to go shower, and lament my need for a haircut, with close barbershops being closed.
Later, all.
Me and a bunch of other things are sitting on a pantheon-style series of setps, talking to each other, discussing the death of Michael Jackson, and how tragic it is, to watch him fall, from what he once was. As we speak of him, we can see his whole life, and career, laid out, watching it and experiencing it, at the same time. (Coil - [Solar Lodge]). He commited suicide, and it took people so long to know, because some of the humans that were around, and even me, were a little shocked that he was dead. There is a feeling, here, like summer, in a space colony. Seeming sky and sun and Warmth, but all of it artificially generated.
I'm watching a concert, and it's The Darkness, and the concert is happening in a mixture of what llok to be certain rural parts of Virginia, and certain parts of the Realm, of Dark. It's always Dark, here, even when it's light out, and the next few sections happen, here. At the concert, i see Rob, and Luke, and some other people, and we enjoy ourselves, for a bit. (Jack Off Jill, Remix BySynical - [Cumdumpster (Delusional Cannibal Mix)]). When the concert starts i'm
Sitting around in an Apartment, and it's a combination of my old Apartments at Oaktree, and
raoin's new place. Me, Devin, Patrick, raoin and someone else are there, and we're grilling out, and playing video games, but i'm really tired, and i'm kind of sick. (VNV Nation - [Rubicon]). I need some allergy cold medication, and, as i take it, i'm worried that it's something more serious than a simple allergy or cold thing. The Dayquill makes me feel worse, and more tired. I tell Devin, as Patrick goes out on the back porch, that if i fall asleep, he should wake me, before he leaves. I know that i have a fever. I go to sit down on a couch, next to patio door, and i look out and i see a field of darkbright sky, and flowers.I'm watching Lex Luthor, from "Smallville," try to hack into his father's offshore accounts, and holdings, trying to retrieve information. This is taking place in one of the LuthorCorp. Labs or Offices, as well as outdoors, in what feels like Savanah, Georgia, with weeping willows, Spanish mosses, and always dark, under all of it. It's also, someway, Oglethorpe campuses. As Lex finishes what he's doing, he takes his interface board, leaves a different one, and leaves. As he leaves, his father comes in the section, and starts looking at what his son has done, realising that certain things have been tampered with. (Carpathian Forest - [The Eclipse - The Raven]). As he's doing this, two guys in govenment uniforms break in and yell "Lionel Luthor, you're under arrest for the violation of the freedom of information act.. You've been... Hmm" he looks at the other guy "Downloading and distributing music?" The other one shrugs. The first guy says "We're goig to need to confiscate that computer, and your servers, here." Lionel says, "You can't just come in here, and you can't do that; That's Company property." (Rasputina - [Tourniquet]). Now i'm saying it, and i'm not Lionel, i'm Me. "You want me to recite laws as they apply to My Company?" The guy says, "Well WE'Re the C.I.A., how about That?" And i say "Well that's great, and i don't fucking Care. How about i get my lawyers? How about eight? Ten? Ten million?" I notice that the guy who hasn't talked is wearing an FBI sweat shirt, and he shrugs at the other guy, who says "Yeah, well you might want to consider that." And they leave. As they leave i see them herding people from the astrophysics department, in a line.
Coil - [Ostia (The Death of Pasolini)]--- Flashes, here, of the apartment, again, and maybe this is where the bulk of it actually takes place. More thoughts about The Darkness, which has been always to stage-left, throughout everything. All i would have to do is go back there, and see it, and i'm there. Experiencing seeing people there. Listening, talking.
I'm calling the various Departments, because it's been hours, and those people from "The C.I.A." haven't come back yet, and they're not likely to. I call the security desk, and get a message that Rob has left, saying that no one's there, and jokingly calling whoever called the number "you poor fool," under his breath. I call the Astrophysics department, and get a recording from the show, as a message. Rob recorded the people screaming, and the band, introducing themselves, from the show, so the message screamed "DarkNess, DarkNess, DarkNess..." in the background and then a section of cheering, followed by "HelLO... We are... The Darkness!" (Moxy Früvous - [The Norbals!]). As i listen, i remember sections of the concert, wandering around, talking to people, watching them watch the band. I start to realise something about tactics, and the use of Dreams... I wake up
Joan Osborne - [One Of Us]--- I shifted somethings, last night, and i hope that the effects take, and are as far reaching, as they could be. I have a plan, these days, for what seems like an un-rewarding job.. Several jobs... boils down to one, in the end, really. Don't they all... That dream tweaked me, because, underneath it all, there is the current of something slithering, waiting, trying to press through, and People Weren't Letting It. It wasn't a bad thing, it was... somehting that would shift, and people were resisting. That's what those "C.I.A." guys represented, was the collective attempt to bring what i was trying to do, to a grinding halt. The Lex/Lionel thing wasn't machinations, it was happenstance... If Lex had been there, they would have tagged him, and he didn't know they were on their way... Bunches of weir shit, there..
If i gave you the option of totally being what and who you are, with control, and power over yourself (Which causes me to remember that, in the section at the apartment, there was something about X-Men, trainning, specifically Wolverine, Jean Grey, Cyclops, Jubilee; probably because i saw the word "Jubilee," before i went to bed), would you take that? (Rachel's& Matmos - [The Precise Temperature of Darkness]). Would you grab ahold of it, and work with it, to understand yourself better, using all available resources, to know and work with those around, as You? Or would you, fully understanding what that meant-- the unpredictability, the pain, and chaotic nature of the learning period, the uncetainty-- decide that it wasn't worth it, that you weren't ready for it, yet? And if you decide the latter, would you still want to slowly work toward the former, simply in a more controlled environment? I ask, because of the things i shifted, and i'm wondering things. Perspectives, paths, not really changing, so much as adding a few new rocks. They can either be scenery, stepping stones, or stumbling blocks.. all in how you take them on, i guess. And how they take you on.
I'm going to go shower, and lament my need for a haircut, with close barbershops being closed.
Later, all.
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Date: 2004-05-16 10:54 am (UTC)Re: ...
Interesting times.
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Date: 2004-05-16 11:34 am (UTC)Re: ...
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Date: 2004-05-16 11:47 am (UTC)Re: ...
And some don't think the ability to choose is worth loosing. Unless you lose it, because you chose to loose it, to gain something else.
Wow. "A Clockwork Orange" Really wants to be talked about, today...