The latest night

I think i'm starting to slip again. Or maybe I've been slipping for some time. Being drawn closer to the imminent bosom of the dreamworlds that visit me every so often.

I've had.. periods in my life where I've felt almost more connected to the adventures of my dreams, perhaps it's an escape from reality. I was never good with reality to begin with, it's all a bit to rigid and explored.

Don't get me wrong there is excitement in real life if you have the energy and the means to look for it. To have a really fun adventure you need time and money. If you lack either you are in for a whole other type of adventure that might not be as pleasant.

It just happens every so often, much like the seasons change that I fall into a state where I'm just more aligned with my dreams. And I like it.

It's here in this state of mind that I don't feel restricted by ALL the normal things that I have not learned about life. It is here I can think freely. It is a mellow state similar to the one where I wrote Hexagonica - feeling like crap because of sleep deprivation and other circumstances.

It's just a very unique mindset in which I feel creative and really at home.

This seem to come with a certain detatchment, as I don't spend as much time interacting with people which in retrospect is a bit sad. But lifes race is long, I have plenty of time for episodes where the people are in focus.

For now the focus is in my head, divided between Hexagonica, Dynasthir and new ideas that have yet to fully manifest. I don't really have a place for new ideas but hey. Neither did Hexagonica or Dynasthir at first. They will find a place.

They always do.

Signed, Mireneye

About a girl

(Something funny to listen to for you while reading)


Dedicated to one rad girl.

Tonight you had me thinking hard, trying to remember. Had me pondering the times we had. But my memory, oh so selective has me lingering on the very essence of the moments and not so much the detail.

At Convection, my memory is like a mixture of emotion and experience. The highs for me was hiking to the rock, doing my routine at night and last and perhaps greatest meeting so many awesome and special people.

Among them, you.

And like the coming night, my memories fade into distant darkness but with one light that shines subtle but brighter.

We connected there and then.

I have no idea what we talked about, how it happened, or what looks or gestures we shared. But I know we shared a lot.

But it never dawned upon me, for I was most likely to afraid to even think the thought.
So let me quote a work of mine.
"This might seem crazy, but tis is usually such; That I've come to love you - so crazily crazily much"

This is not something that I realized tonight. You've been on my mind. And I know I told you but not sure you heard it right. But I've held in my mind that I don't want to cause any discomfort so I've kept myself at bay.

When you once said "kindred spirits" I was moved. You move me, and you move me more then my body wants to admit.

For it knows just how twisted things might get. And I'm sure you know this too.

I want to be straight with you and tell you. But I'm fumbling in the dark to find ways to express.

You are a clever and I'm sure you will figure things out and I have all faith in you. And know that whatever path you choose to go and if you want me to - then I will stay by you.

*Hugs*

Signed, Peter