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,,,,,^~=%@ @ dream palace @ @%=~^,,,,,
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,,,,,,^~=% not actually a palace. a cottage in the %=~^,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^~= woods (temperate climate, rains every =~^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^~ other day, springs and streams and ~^,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,^ mysterious iron and stone artifacts, ^,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, birdland-ish eternal spring (late ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, spring)) ,,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,^ i wake up every morning at six am. it's ^,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^~ dark, and the stars are out, but the ~^,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^~= sun is about to rise. its a long day, =~^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,^~=% before it fades to night again, and %=~^,,,,,,
,,,,,^~=%@ then it stays so until i fall asleep. @%=~^,,,,,
,,,,^~=%@# it doesn't rise unless i've had my #@%=~^,,,,
,,,^~=%@## dreams. ##@%=~^,,,
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,,,^~=%@## in this cottage there's a lot of radio ##@%=~^,,,
,,,,^~=%@# equipment, sound stuff, synths, tape #@%=~^,,,,
,,,,,^~=%@ players. pen and paper, books, cameras, @%=~^,,,,,
,,,,,,^~=% mirrors, prisms, and various things to %=~^,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^~= do art with. the fridge is filled with =~^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^~ differet foods, all of them intriguing, ~^,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,^ slightly weird. ^,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,, i have friends - there's a cat, and a ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, dog (who is ridicolously large and ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,^ wants to be the big spoon). i listen to ^,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^~ the shortwave radio, and transmit a bit ~^,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^~= myself, songs and poetry, and found =~^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,^~=% sounds from the forest. the others tell %=~^,,,,,,
,,,,,^~=%@ of their lives, play the guitar for me, @%=~^,,,,,
,,,,^~=%@# and tell tales of the old world. i #@%=~^,,,,
,,,^~=%@## consider them friends as well. ##@%=~^,,,
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,^~=%@#### £ ####@%=~^,
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,,,^~=%@## most importantly, there's a two square ##@%=~^,,,
,,,,^~=%@# meter area on the floor where i can #@%=~^,,,,
,,,,,^~=%@ "save" things. whatever i put in here @%=~^,,,,,
,,,,,,^~=% will not be affected by the nightly %=~^,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^~= reset. everything else, however, is =~^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^~ completely reset overnight: synth ~^,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,^ patches removed, food uneaten, wounds ^,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, healed, and wherever and whenever i'd ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, fall asleep i'd always wake up fully ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, rested in my bed. sometimes there's ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, accidents where i lose stuff by ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, forgetting to put them in the square. ,,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,^~=% at night, i have demi-lucid dreams %=~^,,,,,,
,,,,,^~=%@ where the spirits of the forest around @%=~^,,,,,
,,,,^~=%@# the cottage tries to communicate. here, #@%=~^,,,,
,,,^~=%@## it's not endless but connected to a ##@%=~^,,,
,,^~=%@### large sprawling city, where my radio ###@%=~^,,
,^~=%@#### friends live. we go exploring together ####@%=~^,
,,^~=%@### - things are deep and dark - but unlike ###@%=~^,,
,,,^~=%@## me, they never remember during the day. ##@%=~^,,,
,,,,^~=%@# this is a mystery we often discuss. #@%=~^,,,,
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