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dark cherry-red hair.

lovely, somehow.

today i had a particularly intense episode of sleep paralysis.

before waking, i was dreaming of an african dictator who had built a vast golden building in the middle of a city where his life and everyone else’s never seemed to meet. he claimed that people loved him, that they sang to him in admiration. his wife, however, appeared uneasy, insisting that the songs were dark in nature, filled with ill intent, even if he refused to see it.

immediately after, i opened my eyes, unable to move. in the corner of my room, there was the shadow of an older man singing. it was a low, guttural sound—something like tuvano throat singing. it felt entirely real.

still carrying the logic of the dream, i addressed him with caution, as if speaking to authority, and told him i liked what he was doing. upon hearing me, his behavior shifted abruptly: his movements became erratic, almost animal, like a chimpanzee, and he began throwing books at me.

the realism of it all tipped into panic. i tried to scream, and eventually managed to wake myself. i chose to remain awake after that.

what stayed with me was the sense that everything had been connected: the dream, the songs, and the figure in the room.

perhaps i should stop listening to this kind of trivial mongolian music—or at least pay closer attention to the lyrics before it starts throwing books at me.

#digital diary

my new favorite gif

#bakemonogatari

every time i play by this river, this scene from distance comes to mind.

#distance koreeda #brian eno

Yukari Ito - Mariko (1982)

#Youtube #city pop

"Suppose I happen to know a unique flower, one that exists nowhere in the world except on my planet, one that a little sheep can wipe out in a single bite one morning, just like that, without even realizing what he's doing - that isn't important? If someone loves a flower of which just one example exists among all the millions and millions of stars, that's enough to make him happy when he looks at the stars. He tells himself 'My flower's up there somewhere...' But if the sheep eats the flower, then for him it's as if, suddenly, all the stars went out. And that isn't important?"

#the little prince