tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post419369542035722931..comments2024-02-11T05:17:12.629-05:00Comments on L'ennui mélodieux: Daydream nationRandal Graveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08728992897551848531noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-33871542261612844332007-11-09T14:53:00.000-05:002007-11-09T14:53:00.000-05:00Freida Bee, I rarely remember my nighttime dreams,...Freida Bee, I rarely remember my nighttime dreams, which is why I value my ability to slip in and out of reality. You might be onto something about the self-aspect notion. When looking for that special one - or two, or three, or fifty or whatever floats one's boat - they have to have something alluring, something to hold onto, and it's often a facet of ourselves, whether mere surface phenomena orRandal Graveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08728992897551848531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-53252647161736494602007-11-09T13:46:00.000-05:002007-11-09T13:46:00.000-05:00Randal, what gorgeous prose! To paraphrase Rhett B...Randal, what gorgeous prose! To paraphrase Rhett Butler, you should be published, and often. :)<BR/><BR/>I also love the concept of daydream nation. <BR/><BR/>Often, the setting of my daydreams is Space, not Earth (which may explain a lot to people who know me, come to think of it...) Anyway, in a recent night dream I was some sort of ... mystic, I suppose, wearing long flowing robes and burning Candacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10488301409338243686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-33345722125480716862007-11-09T10:34:00.000-05:002007-11-09T10:34:00.000-05:00Hello Randal! Oh how I wish I had time to daydream...Hello Randal! Oh how I wish I had time to daydream today. Looking outside at the sun and blue skies, feeling the crisp air when I went out to retrieve my dog who was <I>supposed</I> to be retrieving my newspaper, and taking in the view of my maple tree that looks as if it's on fire with color...that's better than anything else I could conjure up in my pea brain. The only thing missing was a Mary Ellenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07835150057881066641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-9579855502032214062007-11-09T08:56:00.000-05:002007-11-09T08:56:00.000-05:00Oh my, the places that music takes you to. I am wi...Oh my, the places that music takes you to. I am with Snave, happy to have a temporary green card in your daydream nation.<BR/>Just want to reiterate what I have said before, I find your version of self-indulgence/ narcissism to have an archetypal quality that is universal. So, let me ask you to continue to indulge whatever self comes up with this stuff. <BR/>It is so early in the a.m. for me La Belette Rougehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05686717070120116918noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-89916465746648236192007-11-09T01:34:00.000-05:002007-11-09T01:34:00.000-05:00Can I be a citizen in your daydream nation? Nice...Can I be a citizen in your daydream nation? Nicely written account of a cool world!Snavehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13763424943041003098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-43395174162365692222007-11-08T22:11:00.000-05:002007-11-08T22:11:00.000-05:00Mine are nighttime dreams involving imaginary co-c...Mine are nighttime dreams involving imaginary co-conspirators that create such longings. At times I cultivate a semi-acceptance of their being aspects of myself for which I frustratingly yearn. Other times I externalize it in that oh so special human way.Freida Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11489663202315694313noreply@blogger.com