,,,,,#,,,# ,,#,##,,,#
#,,,,##,,# ,,###,#,,#
,#,,,#,#,# ,,#,,###,#
###,,##### ,,##,#,,##
,,,#,#,,,, #,#,###,#,
,,,####,,, % 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. ,,,,##,,,,
,#,#,##,#, #,,,#,#,,,
,#####,### ##,,####,,
,#,,,,##,, ,,#,#,,,#,
,##,,,#,#, #,####,,##
##,#,,#### ###,,,#,#,
#,###,#,,, ,,,#,,####