mjj (flemmings) wrote,

What oft was thought

Found about the internet- quoting not linking in case other people share my oogies at the idea of 'strangers are reading my stuff!!' I mean yes, it's there where any stranger can read it and I'm perfectly happy with that 'so I had nothing known.'

"...my headcanon is now that Ruth Bader Ginsberg should be Tisroc - one of the talking heads on MSNBC mentioned her name the other night, and I instantly followed it with "may she live forever"."

-- yes indeed

Someone having a mental timeslip:
"The odd thing, though, was that this me was an alien presence. Not the same me that now lives in this body at all. The coloration of consciousness was completely different."

--thank you. 'Coloration of consciousness' is a phrase I've been looking for forever. All the floating minutia of the present that tinges awareness so that it can only belong to one's present-day present-time self. It's what disappears in dreams, leaving one a generic 30-something in some vaguely 80s or 90s setting.

Why am I earwormed by Epitaph? As always, one must look to the verse one's mind *isn't* playing obsessively:
Knowledge is a deadly friend
If no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.
Music for our times.
Tags: dreams, music, rl

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