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I had a dream last night about a friend throwing a party at a restaurant/bar/adult emporium. Kind of a fitting place for my friend.. In the dream I drank too much and passed out in one of the restaurants random outdoor bedrooms. When I woke up, I realized my bag was missing and everyone had eaten all the free buffet my buddy had set up. Apparently on the buffet was some sort of erotic bread that contained some drug to heighten one’s sexual experience. Because I was super curious about the bread, I walked over to the adult emporium section of the building. At the counter was an old, scary, butch woman who told me I was in luck because there was one loaf left. The only other item they sold was a rubber looking head shaped item with a hole in the back that was designed to, uh, fuck… The heads came in all sorts of colors and designs like skulls, gargoyles, cats, etc. So, I bought the bread and tried to find someone to share it with. Which, of course, led me back to the bar to drink until someone looked right. Fortunately, the dream ended there… But, most importantly, I found my bag sitting under a chair at the bar!

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Since I’ve been smoking less and reading more, I’ve been dreaming constantly and extensively. Coincidence? Or am I just getting closer to enlightenment?

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Sublime concentration

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Neptune volcano

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Icicles on the substation.

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My grandparents: Dutch love!

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Time slip in the cathedral.

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The face of nature

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Monotone magazine summer catalogue cover (featuring Kels!).

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I do believe this isn’t Poland anymore.