January 18th, 2005

The view from up here

Flying the 7:47

So between 6:45 and 7:15, I flew, lucid-style. I think I've flown maybe once before, but I believe I was in a mecha suit at the time, and it was more like Superman flight. This was a bird flight. I flapped my arms and got some lift, and then before I knew it, I was diving for airspeed and swooping and just kept gaining altitude. Now I can be like contadina.

Still haven't decided if I am able to go into work today. I think I'll go in and get some vital tasks done, but I don't think I can sit at a desk for the whole day.

The powerplant is giving off some low smoke/steam which is catching the sunrise on its underbelly. Cute colors.

Didn't I have more to say twelve minutes ago?
  • Current Music
    Alice in Chains - Shame in You (for real, this time)
Tarkus

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Got my 1GB SD memory card today. That means my T3 is now ≥ to an iPod shuffle. All five of my Meat Puppets albums, ripped at 192 kbps/VBR, don't fill half of this thing. When the end comes, I will be the last man without an iPod, like Matheson's I am Legend.

I borrowed Absalom, Absalom! from the library today. It's referenced in Rush's "Distant Early Warning" and that is the sole reason I am reading it.
  • Current Music
    Fugazi - Blueprint
Many Loves!

Jackpot!

I got me some muscle relaxants. Time to get floaty.

It was the weirdest thing. As I lay on my side, falling asleep, the onset of nocturnal myoclonus felt like someone literally pushing me over. Now I know it's not a good idea to sleep on your side, but I was otherwise unable to get comfortable. Imagine my shock and surprise when it felt as if someone was shoving me over. It was like, "Dude, harsh."

Hmm, now the setting sun is hitting the steam clouds from the powerplant on the opposite side, creating a similarly cool effect.

I am a king highway hauler.

Said to kermix: "I feel like if I can get lucid more often, I will have more self-confidence in life. And that if I am more confident in life, I will be more lucid." I still want to write a story in the vein of Randolph Carter/Unknown Kadath, but where the protagonist is a more traditional lucid dreamer. I don't know of (m)any novels about lucid dreamers if only perhaps that it may be considered "too easy" to have someone aware of their godlike control of the world. But I think if it were more like the real process of lucid dreaming, with the control and awareness slipping in and out, it could be quite engaging. Also, it would be interesting to tie the lucid dreamstate to the character's waking life.
  • Current Music
    Wolfsheim - Once in a Lifetime