beautiful

in my dream last night was saul williams: brilliant shining flared out from every angle separating shafts of light from corners in darkness a cold cranial emergence from terrible tirades and memories. we went from gathering to gathering party to party talking to various people and conferring on some urgent matter (which eludes me just now) and gathering public oppinion polls (about what i cannot recall). he drank wine and i had a heineken- no better way to spend a night sometimes then slow motion movement through parties having conversations that are so connected to that moment that there is no reason to remember them later. no reason at all.

2004-07-20 | 3:39 p.m.
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