On an island with you.
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Yesterday I saw Girl Talk perform for the second time. If you dig music and like to dance it’s a must see and even if you’re not a huge club kid the experience is worth it alone. He opened as the first performance at AE’s new stage complex in Pittsburgh (which happens to be where Girl Talk Greg Gillis is from). Such an impressive venue. Greg lovingly gave his city an encore filled with energy and enough dance beats to keep you wanting more.
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You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book(Lady Chatterley, for instance), or you take a trip, or you talk with Richard, and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom(when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this(or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death.
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For the most part, I have increasingly active dreams when I am consciously extremely active both physically and intellectually. Last night I dreamt I was at a diner with four of my friends. I had decided to move tables to sit with my “other” friends. When I returned to the initial table I had sat at, after chatting awhile with my other friends, their heads were all wrapped exactly like Magritte’s The Lovers painting. It was one of the most surreal vivid moments in my oneirologic history. It was nice.
By the way, HELLO DECEMBER!
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and finishing off November as well as it started while welcoming December with open arms.
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