dream

I had a cool dream last night: I was something akin to an idiot savant painter, and my masterpiece consisted of a red and gold sunset over a red and gold lake with a sprinking of wildflowers and mountains in the background. The real crux of the piece, though -- which I remember took a lot of forethought and expertise -- had to be the majestic moose lowering his towering head to the water while two bastardly, cowardly men raised their rifles eagerly, excited to depose the gangly giant. You are supposed to abhor this.


notice: I copy these from my away messages now because the composer only has so long to compose.