Recently, the DREAM CATALOGUE Twitter account asked “What’s your favourite DREAM in the catalogue?” Too much. This answer is unbearable. And then you end up in a room. Or, like you wake up, right? At that party I was telling you about. Sing, man. Sing!
Just, on a more serious note: Into the light. Infinity Frequencies has entered your atmosphere. Aura’d in an almond that you can’t remember the artistic name, only the definition, and then Infinity Frequencies strikes every chord in your body. Nerves vibrating into complete serenity. Reality of the intangible. Dancing like a club girl to music that avoids people equally as well. Wasting money on antacids, whilst Infinity Frequencies’ Into the light reigns samples of bubbling stomach acids.
Sometimes, there’s an area of your sleep that exists without memorable visualizations. Into the light is when you cannot see, but only remember trudging through sand-dunes, sinking into each step. Drowning because the reflection of sun and wave, salt in parts of sandy crevasses on your body. Mint green samsies. Infinity Frequencies. Like, so hard:
• Infinity Frequencies: https://computer-gaze.bandcamp.com
• Dream Catalogue: http://dreamcatalogue.bandcamp.com
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