Jeez.
Can't you at least pass the spliff along before you start your ranting?

it is in the very AM hours..... no one is in chat, no one is online....the wind is howling out my window and all of you, sweet DV members are sleeping, dreaming, and right now hopefully lucid dreaming....
it is right now, in this very still and calm moment that the void can not be avoided...it exists no matter what, for all, atleast once a night.....i hope some one is having an awesome LD right now, i hope everyone is in thier realm.
It is a foreign yet calming time of morning, tomorrow is here for all and yesterday is gone for most....
wake with humbled hearts and minds full of the serenity of clarity
Jeez.
Can't you at least pass the spliff along before you start your ranting?
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Wasn't that dead? It's gotten really old...

hahahahahahahaha

I'll let it slide just this once, but the next offense gets an infraction.
I liked it, dreamingofdreaming.![]()
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You're better off telling people to go kill themselves, you'll get banned faster.

and again..... the void is here, all you sleepers, you dreamers, I'm sending you lucid vibes right now.... REALITY CHECK, REALITY CHECK!
sweet dreams and awake with the translucency that is envied.....
elephant stomp man, your dark sense of humor rattles me and the picture adds a metaphoric element that I can't even begin to explain...
thank you.....
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are all you all asleep?
wow
words
i'm dreaming

Does infract (is that a word? I don't know!).

The Best of my dream journal
MoSh: How about you stop trying to define everything, and just accept what you experience, and explore it.
- From the DJ of Waking Nomad!

the hour engulfs again, I can hear the faint whispers of my dreams calling me....
i hope they are calling you as well, again i send the vibes.....extra special ones for MOS
face the banana and peel away the layers until you find the seeds within...
oh and...
....don't ever take 5 hour energy....
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i took a trip through the desert on a horse with no name...
i came across a river bed and the story it told of a river that flowed made me said to think it was dead...
under the city lies a heart made of ground but the humans give it no love.....
can you deny the unavoidable?
Fun with insanity.
He said that to me too. Said that the reason he couldn't go on moonlit horse rides with me was because he was allergic to them.
You're a right bastard, no-name.

I tripped on a thought and fell through the world, in a flipped revolution of a frozen curl. The bellboy asked if I'd be staying long, but I couldn't answer; the current was far too strong. Yesterday is tomorrow's saving grace, but by then it'll be too late. Too late for the song of a million blue-throated warblers to ring through the flea-ridden streets of Esthoesta, too late for my grandmother to find her lost kitten in the alley behind Mansour's.
It's a sad, sad world when the wilted blossoms of past refrigerators begin to once again die.
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