he was with this biker/mob connected cat I know named peen who was singing backup and playing the tamborine in my kitchen. d was on the acoustic guitar. shit was the most raw, bluesy : beautiful music I've heard in a long long time. and the melody from the last song they were singing- nothing but vocals and tamborine: made me cry. The melody was still stuck in my head when my son woke me up. I'm not even a hardcore d fan like that and haven't listened to any of his music in a long time so I don't know where this dream stems from. hopefully it will become prophecy.


the present is undefined, the future has no other reality than as present hope, that past is no more than present memory . . . the universe is comparable to those code systems in which not all the symbols have meaning,