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Maybe
You don't have to smile so sad
Laugh when you're feeling bad
I promise I won't
Chase you
You don't have to dance so blue
You don't have to say I do
When baby you don't
Just tell me
The one thing you never told me
Then let go of me
Hell just throw me
Maybe if you wanna go home
Tell me if I'm back on my own
Giving back a heart that's on loan
Just tell me if you wanna go home
Oh maybe
You don't have to kill so kind
Pretend to ease my mind
When baby you won't
Oh sugar
You don't have to be so sweet
I know who you're going to meet
Don't say that I don't
So maybe
I won't let your memory haunt me
I'll be sleepwalking
With the lonely
If you're taking me home
Tell me if I'm back on my own
Giving back a heart that's on loan
Just tell me if you wanna go home
Tell me if you wanna go home
Cause I'm just not sure
Tell me if I'm back on my own
How to get back there
Giving back a heart that's on loan
And I just can't bear
Tell me if you wanna go home
If you're not there
Oh baby
If you're taking me home
Tell me if I'm back on my own
Giving back a heart that's on loan
Tell me if you wanna go
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go, wanna
Cause I'm just not sure
How to get back there
And I just can't bear
If you're not there
Tell me if you wanna go home
Cause I'm just not sure
Tell me if I'm back on my own
How to get back there
Giving back a heart that's on loan
And I just can't bear
Just tell me if you wanna go home
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go, wanna
(Lyrics from Keira Knightley - Tell Me If You Wanna Go Home)
listen
Ultravox - Sleepwalk youtu.be/vIdbeJzjKSs
It Follows theme youtu.be/i1QwC-y3XMc
Piano Magic - Stations youtu.be/kSePyf1QoYY
Bill Wyman & Terry Taylor - The Valley youtu.be/rJZ__uy7T_Y
instead of dreaming, I sleepwalk.
Shirt with flannel - [ ERAUQS ] - Jacob Tank Top w/ Shirt coming soon to equal10
have you ever considered that
the dreams you
dream
and the
passing thoughts you think
are not all your own?
maybe they are a communication
perhaps these transient
thoughts are actually
guidance from
someone who
has left this
world
. . . or from someone we knew in another life
if this is the case,
then the most
lucid steps
you take
are the
ones
taken
while . . .
you're sleepwalking
but we still love her - Furillen ♥
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7jMlFXouPk8&ab_channel=PinkFloyd
@ Pink Floyd - it had to be ♥
Have you ever considered that the dreams you dream --and the passing thoughts you think ..are not all your own ?
Maybe they are communication ..perhaps these transient thought are actually guidance from someone who have left this world ..or from someone we knew in another life ?
if this is the case then the most lucid steps you can take are the ones taken while you are sleepwalking .
Not my words but very interesting :)
Listen to Lindsey Stirling. The song inspired me this time.
Blended in PShop
Today's edit sounds, Rae & Christian, Sleepwalking, hiphop from Manchester with the sublime Bobby Womack, Wake Up !
One of a herd of javelina I saw at Bosque Del Apache National Wildlife Refuge. This species is also called the collared peccary. They can be found in the deserts of southwest Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, southward through Mexico and Central America and into northern Argentina. They eat a variety of native plant foods such as agave, mesquite beans, and prickly pear, as well as roots, tubers, and other green vegetation. However, if the opportunity presents itself, they will also eat lizards, dead birds and rodents. Javelina are not pigs. They look similar, but pigs are from the "Old World" and peccary are "New World" animals. Adult females can give birth at anytime of the year.
Source and more species info: www.desertmuseum.org/kids/oz/long-fact-sheets/Javelina.php
I was running down the road
The fear was all I knew
I was looking for a soul that’s real
Then I ran into you
And that cherry blossom tree
Was a gateway to the sun
And friendship, once it’s won
It’s won, it’s one
Northside
Just across the river to the Southside
That’s a long way here
All the green and all the gold
The hurt you hide
The joy you hold
The foolish pride
That gets you out the door
Up on Cedarwood, Cedarwood Road
Sleepwalking down the road
And not waking from these dreams
‘Cause it’s never dead
It’s still my head
It was a war zone in my teens
I’m still standing on that street
Still need an enemy
The worst ones I can’t see
You can, you can
Northside
Just across the river from the Southside
That’s a long way here
All the green and all the gold
The hurt you hide
And the joy you hold
The foolish pride
That sends you back for more
Up on Cedarwood, Cedarwood Road
If the door is open it isn't theft
You can’t return to where you've never left
Blossoms falling from a tree
They cover you and cover me
Symbols clashing, bibles smashing
Paint the world you need to see
And sometimes fear is the only place
That we can call our home
Cedarwood Road
And a heart that is broken
Is a heart that is open
Open, open
Romance sonámbulo. Sleepwalking Ballad
( Federico García Lorca )
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It's Sleepwalk but that's the association I got: www.youtube.com/watch?v=vIdbeJzjKSs
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"Most of us all walk around as if we're sleepwalking. We really don't experience the world fully, because we're half-asleep, doing things we automatically think we have to do."
Mitch Albom
Watching swirling blobs of oil moving through water is a great way to spend the day. The beauty of working with oil and water is that every moment captured can never be replicated. I suppose that is a universal truth. Perhaps that is yet another reason to pay close attention to your life and not sleepwalk through it.
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before times took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
When friends surrounded
The nights of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever
"I fought my eyes to stay awake
no dream was prettier
then the way she slept."
Music: www.youtube.com/watch?v=lir3dzYIhz0
CURELESS
Those people who walk sleeping - sleepwalking in a village I.
Hallucinations Series.
“The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.”
"El problema con el mundo es que la gente inteligente está llena de dudas, mientras que los estúpidos están llenos de confianza."
Charles Bukowski.
Onlyraw.
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THE SEEKER
I am in a house, I know it well, but I have never been there before. There is no light, just me. The halls are empty, it is without life, without the things to bring it to life, no pictures, no tables, no chairs. It is a bleak house, dark, shadows, and even the light that seeps through the cracks, is dark. In the middle of the room there is foreboding, it is under the floor. I feel my hair stand on end.
I look to the door, the door, into which one must never go.
I stand and know that I can't run, I can't hide, because the dark of the house, is outside too. And I know it's time to leave, but I find myself walking, walking toward the door, the door that I must never open, as it leads to the room, the room into which one must never go.
I am sweating, I want to call out, I am trying to scream, it's primal, but there is no sound, there is no voice. I am unable to call for help. I try to move my arms, but they are frozen.
I am though the door, the room that vibrates with fear, darkness - something is moving in the secret passage, the secret passage that lies beyond the room. It is a narrow corridor, and I am bending to walk into the passage, and it leads to a room above the house, in the attic, I feel the cold, it is icy, and I fear for my very soul - I feel the negative energy that seeping into my skin. I am trying to shout, trying to leave, trying to turn away, wanting to run. A shape emerges out of the wall, it comes to me, draining all the goodness from me, and I feel terrible fear and dread, I want to fight it, but I am helpless, I am powerless, I can't move, but I know now, I must face it, I must fight for my life, and every fibre in me is screaming - and I remember .
I have been here before, and it is always the same, when the presence comes I wake up screaming and sweating, my pulse is racing. I have been through this many times before, and I am shaking and quaking, but I realize - despite these confrontations - I do not wake up dead, just terrified, and I begin to feel that perhaps, perhaps, these is no danger here. I have spent nights telling myself before I fall asleep that if this dream comes to me again, meet fear with love.
Now I know I was dreaming. I am out of the icy house. I am awake, lying in my bed. I am calmer now, I try to move, but nothing happens. I can't move anything, but I can see my room, and I feel a rising panic, and I feel the icy cold. There is someone standing at the end of my bed, staring at me. I am trying to scream and move my arms, to wake up, nothing happens. I see him standing clearly in my room, he has followed me here .
Now I will need to fight, but I can’t move, and he can, what are the rules in this situation, I am powerless. It is terrifying. Move !, Move !, Run ! Nothing. Then I remember “Do not get angry, that gives it power”. I stop struggling, start to calm down. He isn’t moving or doing anything, he never has, he just stands there.
"Hi", I think to myself.
"Can you hear me" it says in a sweet peaceful voice.
Oh that's great, he isn't even hostile, he’s doing his best not to terrify me and here I am like a wild animal, scared of the unknown, that's just great. He has been coming to talk to me, to give me wisdom -but his presence has seemed so terrifying , that he can’t even talk to me. I guess he has been coming and waiting patiently for me to meet him with love, not anger and fear. Well this is embarrassing.
I didn't expect a dialog, and I am now wanting to wake up. It's not fear this time, this guy had a very calm and gentle voice, but James Bond just climbed through my window and I sensed things were only going to go downhill from here.
Note to self, you got to do something about the quality of your dreams - oh, and thanks for the lesson in love and fear.
PS - The next day, many, many years ago - we went swimming with friends in mountain pools. The river water in Africa is dark and you can’t even see your feet in the water. We swam across a large, deep pool. I jumped into a big pothole at the end of the pool. There was a waterfall crashing into one side of it and the sandy bottom felt soothing on my feet. No one else wanted to jump in, and I realized, I had forgotten to be scared. The dream sequence has never returned.
PPS – Lucid dreaming is common, and trying to wake up during a nightmare is too – the immobility comes from your body preventing you from sleepwalking in response to dream situations – so it can feel disturbing while dreaming, but it is a good self preservation mechanism that is there to protect you from real harm. So the fear is gone and I am happy to dream on. And I work with dreams and treat them as an active state. If something is bugging you, think about it before you sleep, it can help resolve while you are off to never, never land
© G P F for All images and text, please do not use without my express permission. From THE Book That Dreams.
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I was running down the road
The fear was all I knew
I was looking for a soul that’s real
Then I ran into you
And that cherry blossom tree
Was a gateway to the sun
And friendship, once it’s won
It’s won, it’s one
Northside
Just across the river to the Southside
That’s a long way here
All the green and all the gold
The hurt you hide
The joy that you hold
The foolish pride
That gets you out the door
Up on Cedarwood
Cedarwood Road
Sleepwalking down the road
Not waking from these dreams
‘Cause it’s never dead
It’s still my head
It was a warzone in my teens
I’m still standing on that street
Still need an enemy
The worst ones I can’t see
You can, you can
Northside
Just across the river from the Southside
That’s a long way here
All the green and all the gold
The hurt you hide
And the joy that you hold
The foolish pride
That sends you back for more
Up on Cedarwood
Cedarwood Road
If the door is open it isn’t theft
You can’t return to where you’ve never left
Blossoms falling from a tree
They cover you and cover me
Symbols clashing, bibles smashing
Paint the world you need to see
Sometimes fear is the only place
That we can call our home
Cedarwood Road
And a heart that is broken
Is a heart that is open
Open, open
"Will you grace me with your presence here?
In your room of dying light
Beyond the reach of everything
In the sanctuary of the night..."
Sivert Høyem - Sleepwalking Man
Bottrop
Ruhrgebiet
NRW
"...Colossal in tons, unknowing it wants..."
At the Drive-In - Sleepwalk Capsules
Sleepwalking, also known as somnambulism or noctambulism, is a phenomenon of combined sleep and wakefulness.
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Nightwish-Sleepwalker
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under the bridges
behind the rainy windows
crossroads of urban melancholy
Please listen:
Laurie Anderson ~ World Without End
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SH5l99aouAs
Sivert Høyem - Sleepwalking Man
www.youtube.com/watch?v=X_WFYLxywyc
The National - Fireproof