Oft-time, when my contem-plates spin whirrish in my head
All unraveled roaming, I grow young again through seeing
Why, there are homes for gnomes and forts for fairies - yes indeed!
And when the cloak of night descends, I find nothing to fear
Led along now by the moon, I revel in the chill
And if you go, you’ll feel it too, take stock and smell the roses
- Recurring dreams
- Most surreal dreams
- Dream meanings
- Lucid dreams
- Sleep paralysis
- Sleep disorders in general
- Sleep/dreams and folklore
- Stories inspired by dreams
- What are dreams?
You, who are intrinsic to my daydream dioramas
A short film I've been working on! (Which explains all the photos of tiny things and such!) Thought I'd upload it here in case it was of use :) The glorious tracking shots you'll recognise as being the work of my awesome brother Marc AKA Cerebis.