have some ship art
i didnt know the official name so i came up with deep :>

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have some ship art
i didnt know the official name so i came up with deep :>
DEEP SHIP by DANNY LAFORGE
DEEP SHIP by DANNY LAFORGE
Think of a submarine acting as an incubator for Techno that is dark, enchanting with a touch of sci-fi. Danny LaForge is the captain of this ship. Let him steer you into uncharted musical territory. Deep into the abyss of the morphic field. Your subconscious mind will be the guide through the twists and turns of Danny’s Techno vessel. Throbbing baselines, watery synths coupled with drums that…
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Too little sleep, jway edition
Today I began wondering… what if we’re in a coma and all the ppl we have close relationships with in the coma are in a different role in our real life and our subconscious is just messing with us? Wouldn’t that explain why we feel some of our friends like our sisters/brothers?
today and prophecies
a lot of strange shit happened, in the good way. it was around 4:00pm, i think. james and i were riding back home (as in my place) down the canal path, and he was teaching me some physics. earlier i was in deep mode and i questioned, 'what causes heat? and temperature in general? what is it?' and he was explaining how heat is effectively energy being processed and then he went on to tell me about fusion and the like, which was interesting. around half way through the country side, we were coming up to a bridge. a man in his late fifties to early sixties passed us by. he was dressed pretty normally, in blue denim jeans and a coat i can't rememer the colour of. i got the first glance as i was fairly in front, and it seemed he was carrying what looked like some kind of metal grappling hook or a crow bar. i couldn't tell, i didn't get a good enough peek. he was walking at a slow pace and i felt a little apprehensive, but hey, i was on a bike so i didn't feel particularly endangered. i passed him by quite quickly and soon james went past the guy too. not too long after we went past him, the man called out 'james!' and so james stopped and looked back. i stopped too, using my feet because my brakes are terrible, either that, or my tires are too flat to create any friction to stop with. i could hear that the man was asking james if he went to university in london, and he told him he looked very familiar. james replied, 'no, i haven't been to university in london, i haven't been to university at all, but i went to an open day'. (which was for my university interview at Roehampton. he accompanied me there) the man told him he thought the last time he met james (which was never, as a matter of fact) he was living on a narrow boat, and he looked the same age as the last time he met him. i didn't hear much else but i think james told the guy he was mistaken and the guy accepted this and walked off. as we were cycling on we discussed how weird it was that the guy knew james's name, and i laughed and said that maybe he was a time traveller or some shit, and he was unintentionally telling him the future because he didn't know what year he'd landed in. (we will both be living in london soon, literally just across from the Thames) either that or he knew him somewhat and got him confused with another person at the same time. but damn, it was weird as hell that the guy knew him by name and appearance. i would love to write a novel with this event happening, and just taking it from there. i wouldn't want to make it too 'time traveller's wife'-ish though. i'm now looking into the prices of narrow-boats as accomodation. :P james also has had several dreams relating to us living together, he's just had his third one, i think. the times of these dreams have been in ascending order: first he dreamt of us living together with a child, then of us living back in the U.S. again while old school friends visited, and he dreamt recently of our first house together, which was a bungalow with an overgrown garden. and now this guy has happened. for all i know he could have alzheimers, but still, it's a curious concept nonetheless. now i don't necessarily believe in deja-vu because i understand the psychology behind it. we dream of things, and we are unintentionally drawn into situations where we end up repeating said action, or end up being in a place that looks familiar to the one we saw in said dream, for instance. i technically used to have 'prophetic' dreams as a child and i could predict the days events very easily, and not from routine. these were very specific things, like how a teacher would trip the third step as he went up onto the stage for assembly, and then he'd annouce our school play, where at the same time the ice cream truck would drive past the window, even though it was november. these dreams don't happen anymore, but i had a horror fascination towards them. i know that from this, we're drawn to events in dreams, so effectively i'm hoping these dreams come true to an extent. :P then james and i stopped by the canal and he showed me how heat travels as radiation waves through space, demonstrating with a stone and the water. it was cool. and then we talked about where the concept of 'God' had come from and how people have humanised and religiously structured the existence and the ongoing progression of substanceless and unfeeling matter in the universe. that shit was deep. :P
Roughly inspired by Mel Brooks' Spaceballs The Animated Series.
8bit Space Balls - by pacalin