Pilot / Dark Blue Night.

The night before the last night I dreamt of A.R. It felt incredibly real, like I actually saw him after so many years of having not even a single memory of thought. I wonder why.

I have been listening to Philip Jeck a lot recently and the dream visuals, A.R. playing Beethoven, Jeck's harmonies and disharmonies, being back here and away from the Sea are knit in a dark blue mosaic of odd fluid state of reality of blueish mornings, empty house, frosty trees and foggy future, apathetic self-answers and the world of thoughts and scents of the past and future as well as the feelings of the present hold really close to me not really touching anything outside it.

Black Swan is one of the best films I have ever seen. It's brilliant in so many ways.