you might wonder, where all the missing numbers go
into the ether here
why now do I find
a floating kind of island
it’s just where
I sit
though I am not aware
which makes me sad
I wish I were
there
I’m so far from anything that even matters
and I never thought it would end
so hard to know I’ll be gne
for a few days
whatever we make of whatever we make of whatever
hey look, I’m sorry
hey,
I should have told you
I was going to
bliss you out.
I should have not
wanted
any of this.
fang shweeeeeeee
wander around and around and around and I miss you I just do I just miss you I just do
even tide, wild and wide
a long endless line and do parallel paths ever meet? also?
do they?
water and time
is it is it is it is it?????
wandering round and making all kinds of light everywhere
maybe I found a new care
beware!
underneath the vibration lies the wise
my life is a practice room
one big long
practice room
thank you raven
hi there.
yes it has
been a while
I’m kind of, I don’t know, you know?
wherein
all is possible
I’ve been gone for tooooooo long. I’m so sorry and I’m missing “you”, wherever these go, YOU
who knows where the next owl flies
look right, look left, look again
any time really
cover ground oh yeah,
cover sound
and we were lost in the desert
yes
with west in the chest
and a blessed
crunch underneath each step
four six at a time
lost in it
this rhythm
want to leap around and dance around and go around
this is it this is it
miss your wistful wish it’s like psshhhh
you turn towards the sound
around and around
suddenly after much anticipation
a long long time ago
I made my way across the
threshold
and put myself into the river yeah
a friction and a lack of friction what
a shape a lack of shape
what
an accident on the wildest breeze
where you met me oh I
would like to ask please
who I was then oh
who you saw
oh
run the day backwards ok? and let’s get to THAT moment whenever years past
maybe I’ll jus wander around forever
I alone am in the zone
oh that happened
a few days ago?
whatever it’s just time
on which line
is my trajectory
????
where ideas go to get forgot
or where we just put all pocket lint
or what we made from the shadows
in an aery realm
looking over all and saying
ha
forgive me I’ve been lost
in the antique store
post christmas
a bell and a bamboo
fm cam 1989
carved into the side
maybe we can just
wow when this cloud gets lit up it’s so nice to sit on
in a wide wide field
in a tried true position
kneeled in air
a place we used to go
together and together and
forever
whoa oh
copilot on here
planet
rocks and wind
between here and radio nowhere
from beginning to end
friend
draw these lines
maybe I can just like cheeeeeerlead
weirdly
turn the block and everyone can
heeeeearrrme
go ahead
whatever
we can run around and pretend we’re clever
you and me oh
number three oh
making me know
what I need to know
we can go ahead
whatever
we can run around and pretend we’d never
you and me oh
and number three oh
make deep lows
make neat
abstract, toy piano, weird, beats, polyrhythm, south, ritual, offbeat, odd, journey, exploration
in the midst of my life
oh that was oh that was oh that too was
I wonder if this will be the last revery of this year. it seems likely. Hasn’t been an easy year, hasn’t been easy to keep up, to get in a rhythm. This one I’m doing in the morning, very strange. But it has been amazing to make and share and I am not tired at all of creating these.
