what_i'm_dreaming .nom when_i'm_dreaming i really don't know 050131 ... .nom books and beds of dreams hillsides green and armies concerts walls 050131 ... lotuseater a horrible, obese creature of a woman has died. she is surrounded by latex-gloved doctors, and they are fist-probing every grotesque opening. including eye sockets, ear canals, and nostrils. they seem to be attempting to stimulate something, awaken some horrible last nerve in the body. the stimulation works, and out of one of the crevasses between fat rolls, a hideous mutant face pushes its way through. blood and maggots begin spewing out of its scab-mouth surrounded by yellow shards of teeth. 050131 ... aM i DiStUrBeD? Why can't I remember my dreams? If I cannot remember him in my dreams, where we smile, laugh and dance, then where? My heart? 050201 ... raze the monsters of my youth have come to kill whatever bravery might have existed in me before we met again on an even playing field. i can scream all i want. no one's going to save me. 240622 what's it to you? who go blather from