,~~^**&&¶¶ ¶¶&&**^~~,
,~~^*&¶### ###¶&*^~~,
,,,,~~*&&¶ ¶&&*~~,,,,
,~~^*&@### ###@&*^~~,
,~~^*****@ @*****^~~,
,,,,,~~~*@ & 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. ##¶@&*^~~,
,,,~^^*&@# #@&*^^~,,,
,~~^*&@¶¶# #¶¶@&*^~~,
,~~^*&@¶## ##¶@&*^~~,
,~~^*&@¶¶# #¶¶@&*^~~,
,~~^&@¶### ###¶@&^~~,
,~~^*&@¶## ##¶@&*^~~,