¨~»/%#@### ###@#%/»~¨
¨~»/%%#@@@ @@@#%%/»~¨
¨~~»»//%## ##%//»»~~¨
¨¨¨¨¨»%%%# #%%%»¨¨¨¨¨
¨~»/%%#@## ##@#%%/»~¨
¨¨¨¨~/%%#@ % dream palace % @#%%/~¨¨¨¨
¨~»/%%#@## ~ ----- ------ ~ ##@#%%/»~¨
¨~»/%%#@## % ..... ...... % ##@#%%/»~¨
¨~»/%%@### / ..... ...... / ###@%%/»~¨
¨~»/%%#### ~ ..... ...... ~ ####%%/»~¨
¨¨¨¨~/%### ~ ..... ...... ~ ###%/~¨¨¨¨
¨~»»»/%### ¨ ..... ...... ¨ ###%/»»»~¨
¨~»/%%@### ###@%%/»~¨
¨~»»»%%%## ##%%%»»»~¨
¨¨¨¨»»%%%# 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. ##@#%%/»~¨
¨¨¨~///%#@ @#%///~¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨~/%%@ % @%%/~¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨~~»%%#@ @#%%»~~¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨~//%# 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. #%/~¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨~»/%%#@## ##@#%%/»~¨
¨~»/%%%### @ ###%%%/»~¨
¨¨¨¨¨~/%## ##%/~¨¨¨¨¨
¨~~»»»/%#@ 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. ###%»~¨¨¨¨
¨~»/%#@### ###@#%/»~¨
¨¨¨¨~~»/%@ @%/»~~¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨~~/%#@# #@#%/~~¨¨¨
¨~»/%%#@## ##@#%%/»~¨
¨¨¨¨»/%%## ##%%/»¨¨¨¨
¨~»/%%#@## ##@#%%/»~¨