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Im on my way back from somewhere just now. I'm passing a park. Bout to cross the street. And what do I see on the otherside literally parallel to me in the very direction I'm about to cross over on.

One of these vans.

Now my idea of MK6 is changed. Instead of thinking about weather. I'm now imagining a whole storyline / arc. And now the ordering of tunes makes new sense se when I think in this particular interpretation.

If this vehicle is parked in sunlight within shadows. Implies it's hiding. Or somewhere where it won't be easily spotted. - makes me think of espionage. Or even Cruise Mission Impossible. Or hide and escape the antagonist on the hunt. And in the movies if the protagonist is hiding it's because he's knows something, is something, has crossed paths with someone or wgatver that the antagonist is hunting down and trying to find and eradicate whatever it is. So the protagonist usually hides to protect and keep safe because life usually depends on it.

Coming down the road - driving the RV

Blue skies - only seeing them when driving on the road. 365 - for a full year.

Sing a song to love- I'm thinking camp fire or firepit foldable chair and the narrator singing a tune or a sea shanty or whatever.

Slow Death -

I Pray - maybe to stop being on the run. From whatever the danger is.

Walk On The Ocean - wanting to maybe be free stop hiding and maybe wanting to see other comrads or allies or folks in similar position from the same antagonist.

Love is Cruel - someone not the protagonist. A comrad. Passing by the RV on a scootie at teh start. Wanting to maybe be near. But there's a sense of danger. There's a no in place but someone is exceptional. Willing to break the rules for them. At the start.

Electric Flower - know in Arrhurian Legend and movies there's usually a very valuable item. Like an elixir or the sword in stone. And when the protagonist has it there's enchanting properties to it and the protagonist sees to much value in it to leave it be in the wrong hands. This. But if that thing of value. Was a comrad. And going go on get in if ya want I'll drive ya to where you're heading comrad.

Back to SITS - with this particular interpretation in place. It's like okay say the comrad got in like most sidekicks would in the action thriller things. Now it's like sheeeeet. Be careful now their both after. Makes me think of the book "This Is How You Lose The Time War" now too.

Always in over my head - over someone you just met? And went on the run with? (If in this particular interpretation) yeah yeah. Definitely just met them. Why keep them in the rv with ya?. Why give them sanctuary?.

My Love - being on the run still. And being like come on antagonist have a heart. Also no more love because of the antagonist perhaps. And then maybe coming to ter.s with reality. And saying its not a thing. Has taken too much from two protagonists. And maybe giving up a bit yet not too. For the sake of wanting dignity and humanity and not having to constantly tiptoe around from the antagonist.

Without You - being without the comrad. And being like damn get back here. Too on my own here. Miss ya.

Sing A Song To Love - going back to them doing anything ya can to be like come back here.

Slow Death - wanting answers for unanswered questions about love. There's a beautiful song called: "Comin' Down" by Jackie Shane makes me thing of this and Shane's being very similar imo.

So with this particular just invented interpretation it becomes a whole story / movie plot but in tune form at least from my perspective / opinion. And now see how it gives the ordering of tunes a whole ah ha they would all fit perfectly into this sort of narrative. Like a whole movie.

happy 3 years.

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it's what roped me in personally.

my arty brain fused to it instantly actually. moth to a flame. "what's this? i really love what i hear here. i'm anchored to this aren't i?" Then i was thinking of very arty stuff. the Renaissance and things. And was like this reminds me of this 9lder art stuff somehow.

I'm a very arty person then and now always. And this appeaed to that large portion of my being because of how I just naturally visualise and associated the general rougb vibe I had of it.

Like I'm always having an idea or a aura. Always loved getting stuck in with paint, material, paper, pencil, biro, whatever I could get me hands on. And so I just had a central mindset and also a mindset reserved for "alright ideas or general stuff I appeal to kicking about now let em loose or float around or just marinate or something" and I love galleries and museums always fascinated by them.when I get the chance to stop by for some time there.

So what I'm saying is my mindset or way of just naturally being very open 24/7 to art of all kinds all ranges of weird or needy or abstract or whatever it may be placed me into the metaphorical perfect passenger seat 😉 to just take it all in and instead of hating to begin. I only loved it. Due to my natural state of openness to just witness and accept art of any kind, it is what it is howeevr it is. And to recognise there was effort or an idea or something that drove 😉 it to whatever completion. And look, I see that anyway in all art of all kinds. And yep. It allows for liking it, too! Because there was a purpose. Or something. You don't need to know it. And here's how it is where I've encountered it. And I think I'm willing to like and accept it and give it a chance to marinate because arty brain rules the say so. Also... Huh. There's something new. It's something. What is this? " thy curiosity says.

So in other words my naturally arty Renaissance aura old dusty dark academia whatever being was like this is very familiar to my being, this is naturally me, I get this deeply somewhere somehow, and I'll latch to it because my taste says so.

But not my mind being transported to the renaissance. More or so from a present pov. In a place full of renissance and plaster from then, and dust from art then, absolute stillness and quiet, and just an aura of this holds the renaissance in this keep for this aura vibe or whatever so in a way you can be transported there. I don't know why. Why? No idea why I think of this renaissance stuffs.

saw this car the other day.

where the camera lens would be would put the spectator in either

a) queen seat

OR

b) the side car

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also-

There's this one book.

Affinity - SW

taking me a while to get through it because of me trying to be as busy as I can be with other stuff.

Nearing the end unfortunately. 😢

It reads in the cadence / style of my own narration from my head honestly.

Has me blinking pinching myself and thinking - did I honestly get mentally xrayed by this writer years before I picked this book up? It's honestly a weird feeling ahah. But it's SW amd she's queen. So I actually like it. In the - how dare you but also wow how did you do that? do we live on the same wavelength?

Also to make matters more spooky. A lot of the material relates in my own way to actual life stuff aswell not 100%. But in areas.

Though sharing just this page because I find it so cute.

Me whilst reading- soul floating several feet above ground

Refound the newspaper from September 2023 which I used for a painting project in late September. I'm not a hoarder. Though I will keep a very rare newspaper because I know myself as someone who fucks around with paint markers and stuff like that sometimes. also lots of newspaper is wasted everyday, week, month all over the world in general. - i rarely read the paper. So saving it was me knowing how predictable I am lol

I still have my craft knives from that project. Because I started with the complexest portion of the paint project at the time and paint is permanent so DIYed stencils so I'd have a sanity after it. Craft knives were for cutting out the details on the stencils where my scissors would be too scissory to get finer details.

- one of the most memorable times of my life I swear cause at the time spent every spare moment i had painting with precision, care, caution, spinecracking bad posture, because the vision was way too clear and important to give up. Like now or never.

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because I've just noticed one thats always been in my neighbourhood like across the road from my kitchen window has like large orange juicy berries on it. this one doesn't usually have that on it. not last year don't think the year before either. they were just there today all over this tree. and I needed to know what I just.

so there I was: what are the large orange berries that grow on trees?...

result: native to mountain ash trees... native to UK.

me: so was this one imported? are they native to where I live? they are. our name for them is "Caorthann" and can particularly be found in woodlands and mountainous areas.

anyways the rowan or mountain ash tree grows its orange berries and is food to birds in winter. tarty to eat raw and can cause nausea if too many are eaten raw but you if you cook them or whatever they're perfectly editable and they've been generally used in the past to make jams and stuff. - deep research before trying this so i'm not responsible for your poisonous death.

now I'm fascinated by mountain ash trees and their large orange juicy berries 🤣. and i don't want anybody to pick the berries from it because winter can be tough for birds they deserve their dinners. (tree is high and not suitable for climbing anyways so there's hope.)

also I've suspicions when they built these houses in my area did they build around this tree? or did they import it in afterwards by orders of the council? or was the tree moved location? and if they were built around those trees how old or what importance do those trees have I wonder? where do its roots go? 🤣

My last one two nights ago-

I went to the movies to watch a movie

I left the movies.

Don't know what movie it was.

Walking out of the movies into a shopping centre and walked around the escalator area.

The roof was entirely open it was summertime in the dream. and thought what happens in winter when it's raining? Does it close up again? Like how does it work? Because under the floor isn't there cables and stuff so if it rains how do you stop the place from flooding and electrocuting and etc? Never found out.

Also they'd changed up the escalators and everywhere they just went ominously down. Also there was no railing around the square hole in the floor where the escalators went down. I thought fuck no not going down that. Too ominous for my liking. So I walked around to the back entrance. I hate escalators anyways I've a weird love hate thing with them. mostly around down ones. Then up ones after a few of them I've an escalator limit 🤣. Basically one time I saw a video on the internet of somebody fall down an escalator years ago into a cafe space and it's left me way cautious of the fuckers years on. Then years on I saw stuff about people randomly stopping escalators whilst people were on them. I've my reasons to be cautious of being on board them 🤷‍♀️

Went through the door and walked down these multiple sets of stairs not just 3 but like 50 spiral and regular stairs in this dark passage. Stepped down past a gallery even on my way.

Then found myself just down on this random vally bottom of a steep hill place. Met someone at their dad - the dad took over the place only two years ago. Something about other people finding themselves where I am now and the last fella before him having to up with it too. So I thought maybe I shouldn't probe about it etc. This is clearly something that he does all the time he's likely fed up with it happening.

But the girl I was chatting to her. She was talking about stuff - don't remember now.

She showed me her equine art - it was stunning. Instead of being hyper-realistic portraits, she showed me something unconventional. But it was gorgeous. And I thought wow, you're a genius! And I love her art, but I won't replicate it. I'll let you have your signature move. But now I'm awake - and her art doesn't actually exist. I'm actually sad about it. Should I create that art at some point when I have the time for it? It was stunning! She doesn't actually exist, so technically so it's not stealing.

I got a contact to reach her from in future. And I'd also somehow recognized her from somewhere before and thought wait did I once know you before? I wasn't sure.

But she seemed cool with me. And wanted to stay near me even as made my way back up the hill place back up all the stairs. Now I had to walk up and down weird meshy stairswells - all spirally. I hated the feeling of them entirely - I was like fuck no hate those things but knew this was likely the only way I would get back so I put up with it till I got back to level terrain where a mode of transport could be found. And after it I was like fuck no not doing those ever again! Weird things. For some people not me though 😭😂

On my way back from this girls house before the stairs I was in like a spring or pond somewhere and I saw some like unusual shells or something like that on the rocks and I decided to take one as a souvenir on my way home - it was unoccupied of animal life so it was fine. It was put in my pocket.

Also whilst I sat with her I sat on the crook of a thick window sill bit. A deep red bricky one where you could see the texture of bricks the way bricks are. I got the impression I'd see her again if the dream did happen to be real life.

in my dream, i boarded a train, and the radio was playing-

Stumble On My Way by Norah Jones

and i was moving through the carriages inside the train once I got on it - the train was still no movement yet.

then i wake up.

my phone is dead. so no music or any audio was playing and i definitely wasn't listening to Norah before going to bed. It was other artists I vividly remember. - also my app tells me the last people I listened to it defo wasn't her (even though I listen to her just not then lol)

I rarely hear music in my dreams 🤣 it's usually other stuff or I don't remember my dreams 😂

What happened to that train Idk maybe I'm still on it till the end of the line who knows. Though that's literally me losing my train of thought frrrr 🤣 YAYYY 🙌🤣

Jet Ski - Bikini Kill (1996)

Reminds me a bit of JSOTM lyric-wise