Breaking through the blocks to cogent dreaming seems the direction I’m drawn right now. I was in a craft store yesterday and there were these little toy dinosaurs on the end of a shelf. Half a dozen of them perhaps, no longer than he span of your hands when you put them together. I picked one up and absentmindedly imprinted it in my snake brain. They were sauropods, I don’t know maybe Apatosaurus (once known as Brontosaurus). There was only the one type. I looked across the other shelves and there were frogs and turtles and some cute little birds but no other dinosaurs. When I got home I went online and looked up several species of this type of animal. They were big ! In my mind’s eye I imagined something 90 feet long and 15 or so feet tall. Whew. Imagine a swarm of them half immersed along the edges of a Cretaceous lake, their backs and tails stretched out above the surface of the green water, munching on – i dunno, what did they eat? Nearby tree fronds and primeval green algae. Their tails wriggling like nests of snakes. Deep booming sounds sporadically stirring the muggy clime. Much farther in time from any impending extinction than we are.
listening to the Psychedelic Firs
Some advantage I am sure comes from Love’s long distances. Time being what it is I don’t know if anyone else would care. You’ve long been a muse to me, and that is of no small significance.