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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)) ###@%§†~~¨
¨~~†§%@### ###@%§†~~¨
¨¨¨¨~~†§@# ~ #@§†~~¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨~§@# #@§~¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨~~†§%@### 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. ###@%§†~~¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨~~§@ @§~~¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨~~†%%@# @ #@%%†~~¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨~§%# #%§~¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨~~†§%@### 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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¨~~†§%@### 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. ###@%§†~~¨
¨~~†§%@### ###@%§†~~¨
¨¨~~~~††%# ¨ #%††~~~~¨¨
¨¨¨¨~~†§@@ @@§†~~¨¨¨¨
¨~†§%@#### 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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