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jaeleslie at 10:50am on 07/04/2004
jaeleslie at 10:50am on 07/04/2004Look here.
http://www.angelfire.com/extreme4/kiddofspeed/
Some time ago a crazy dream came to me, I dreamed I was
walking in world war three. I went to the doctor the very
next day, to see what kind of word he would say, he said it
was a bad dream. Wouldn't worry about it none though, those
old dreams are only in your head
These images of a bike ride through the Chernobyl area are the most interesting thing I have seen online. I got the link from two different sources (both Brits) on the same day, one of them![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
flyingsauce, and at first I was struck speechless. The photos remind me of that fantasy we grew up with in the generation after Hiroshima of the post-apocalyptic future. Maybe that is why I have always had the taste for scenes of abandoned buildings, wrecked cars etc. (A rusted Mercedes in a ditch in southern Alaska, an old storage building next to disused railroad siding, brush swallowing the separate cabins of the Aloha Motel on Highway 12.) Or as in Ukraine, slim birches growing up to screen a doorway opening. The author of the website has a delicate sense of how much to explain, and when to let the photos do the talking. Her voice and accent is clear, maybe only because of the syntax detail she notes of not using article "the", like a new friend showing you her album. If I didn't think she will be inundated I'd send her fan mail. Instead I send you to rack up the numbers on her counter.
These photos remind me of something else too: maybe the Depression that I never experienced, that my parents were still getting over after their parents' productive lifetimes had been directly blighted. My granddad spent his youth clearing fields by hand labor that he saw entirely overgrown in his age. Welcome to the future.
Well, time passed and now it seems
Everybody's having them dreams.
Everybody sees themself walkin' around with no one else.
Half of the people can be part right all of the time,
Some of the people can be all right part of the time.
But all of the people can't be all right all of the time.
I think Abraham Lincoln said that.
I'll let you be in my dream if I can be in yours
Bob Dylan said that. The full lyrics of his Talking World War Three Blues is at
http://orad.dent.kyushu-u.ac.jp/dylan/talkwar3.html but it's not quite the same version as the audio in my head, which mixes in with Woody Guthrie.
http://www.angelfire.com/extreme4/kiddofspeed/
Some time ago a crazy dream came to me, I dreamed I was
walking in world war three. I went to the doctor the very
next day, to see what kind of word he would say, he said it
was a bad dream. Wouldn't worry about it none though, those
old dreams are only in your head
These images of a bike ride through the Chernobyl area are the most interesting thing I have seen online. I got the link from two different sources (both Brits) on the same day, one of them
flyingsauce, and at first I was struck speechless. The photos remind me of that fantasy we grew up with in the generation after Hiroshima of the post-apocalyptic future. Maybe that is why I have always had the taste for scenes of abandoned buildings, wrecked cars etc. (A rusted Mercedes in a ditch in southern Alaska, an old storage building next to disused railroad siding, brush swallowing the separate cabins of the Aloha Motel on Highway 12.) Or as in Ukraine, slim birches growing up to screen a doorway opening. The author of the website has a delicate sense of how much to explain, and when to let the photos do the talking. Her voice and accent is clear, maybe only because of the syntax detail she notes of not using article "the", like a new friend showing you her album. If I didn't think she will be inundated I'd send her fan mail. Instead I send you to rack up the numbers on her counter. These photos remind me of something else too: maybe the Depression that I never experienced, that my parents were still getting over after their parents' productive lifetimes had been directly blighted. My granddad spent his youth clearing fields by hand labor that he saw entirely overgrown in his age. Welcome to the future.
Well, time passed and now it seems
Everybody's having them dreams.
Everybody sees themself walkin' around with no one else.
Half of the people can be part right all of the time,
Some of the people can be all right part of the time.
But all of the people can't be all right all of the time.
I think Abraham Lincoln said that.
I'll let you be in my dream if I can be in yours
Bob Dylan said that. The full lyrics of his Talking World War Three Blues is at
http://orad.dent.kyushu-u.ac.jp/dylan/talkwar3.html but it's not quite the same version as the audio in my head, which mixes in with Woody Guthrie.