Tag Archives: Mindworks

Dance to Your Own Drum’s Beat

Posted on October 30, 2007 by randomyriad

Today I was on the elliptical trainer moving to the magical tones of Tool, thinking that the drummer was awe inspiring in a dangerous way, moving the music forward with extreme force and a little malice. This kind of driving … Continue reading →

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Dark Dreams From the Real World

Posted on October 27, 2007 by randomyriad

Yesterday I saw George W., The Decider (because that’s what he does), talking on tv. He was telling everyone how evil the present government in Cuba is (why anyone would believe anything this man says anymore is beyond me). Supposedly … Continue reading →

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I am the Dreamer Dreamed

Posted on October 23, 2007 by randomyriad

I woke up sweating and terrified from a dream in which all the multitude of things hanging by a thread in my life came crashing down. In the last scene I was walking through a hall looking for a woman … Continue reading →

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Mind Games II

Posted on October 22, 2007 by randomyriad

“If I wasn’t real,” Alice said– half-laughing through her tears, it all seemed so ridiculous– “I shouldn’t be able to cry.” “I hope you don’t think those are real tears!” Tweedledum interrupted in a tone of great contempt. Lewis Carrol,  … Continue reading →

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A Couple of Mind Games

Posted on October 21, 2007 by randomyriad

I Going Topless “It took me no time at all to notice that this nothing, this hole where a head should have been, was no ordinary vacancy, no mere nothing. On the contrary, it was very much occupied. It was … Continue reading →

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