¨&¨¨¨¨&¨¨& ¨&&&¨¨&¨¨&
&&&¨¨¨&&¨& &&¨¨&¨&&¨&
¨¨¨&¨¨&¨&& ¨¨&¨&&&¨&&
&¨¨&&¨&&&¨ ¨¨&&&¨¨&&¨
&&¨&¨&&¨¨& &¨&¨¨&¨&¨&
¨¨&&&&¨&¨& @ 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. &¨¨&¨¨¨&&&
&¨&¨&&¨¨¨& ¨&¨&&¨¨&¨¨
&&&&&¨&¨¨& ¨&&&¨&¨&&¨
&¨¨¨¨&&&¨& ¨&¨¨&&&&¨&
¨&¨¨¨&¨¨&& &&&¨&¨¨¨&&
&&&¨¨&&¨&¨ ¨¨¨&&&¨¨&¨
&¨¨&¨&¨&&& ¨¨¨&¨¨&¨&&