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We have left the bunkers, fuelled up, and are to the savannah, to free roam for a time. The original forest is in the distance, Varosha Resort out there somewhere.

These places are a nexus of fragments and scattered remains. With its strange grasslands and nebulous island in-worlds, and nestled between savage and savant, the savannah is the ideal human environment. The fable bridges a gentle way across.

M. L. Darling intends this space as an opportunity to follow the veins of fable across a landscape with a simian commitment to an aesthetic of evolutionary dreaming.

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Your contributions are welcome.

email: morpheusdrlng@gmail.com


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Saturday, December 13, 2008

smoke free log


Went to sleep about 3:30am and awoke at around 11:15 from a vivid dream:

“….the vampire girl twice made a short thrusting gesture with her hands, the sound of which was like a sheet being suddenly pulled taut. The other 2 beauties who she was evocating towards seemed to come under her spell and ceased moving across the road towards a paddock in the direction they had been moving and now drifted languidly back toward the vampire girl…”
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