Not as beautiful as The Snow Goose (In my opinion), but Camel knows what they’re doing. Good great amazing stuff.
By the gods, this album is magic. Every time I hear that intro, goosebumps. Thank you Joe, for giving me the gift of great music.
Today, we have lost our kitty of 3 years, Sue. She is probably one of the best cats I have ever had the pleasure of living with, she was the queen of the house, she was the perfect foil to our other cat Miso, she was the brains to his dumbness, and now Miso is just sort of bumbling around wondering what to do with himself. I never thought I’d cry this much for a cat, but dammit… I really loved that little furball…
If you got a little kitty, show ‘em some love. ‘kay?
TIME TO BLOW STUFF UP FOR AMERICA.
HAVE FUN BUT DON’T DIE OKAY.
Last night, I had the most horrific nightmare I can ever imagine.
D’you know how usually when you think about a nightmare for a while, it sort of turns goofy, and the faces or things you saw eventually become almost cartoony or funny?
This is not so with this nightmare.
I was in a prison, a dark prison, and I was the only prisoner.
Thousands of cells, all of which for me. I would sleep on my bedroll, and in my sleep, a figure would drag me to a new cell.
Every cell held another horror, or phobia, or deep seated fear. My eyes would be pulled open to witness every last one, my ears would suffocate in hellish noises. This was my own personal hell.
Eventually I tried to make an escape from this prison, a mad dash for a possible exit. But a lady in black would not allow it. She had no eyes, yet she stared. I can hardly write any of this without my whole body going up in goosebumps.
I tried to yell at her, to make her give me all she got, to intimidate her. But with each word I spoke, or at least tried to speak, my words just kept getting thicker, and thicker, my muscles slowly filling with lead, and more blank holes where eyes should be kept appearing. All staring at me. There came a point where I couldn’t open my mouth, or move a muscle. I kept trying to scream, I just wanted out. I kept trying to close my eyes, but she would not allow it. She approached me, without moving, simply appearing closer, until her face consumed my vision.
Thats when she told me, that this was hell. This is where I would be if I did not do what I had to do to make my life complete.
With her last word I woke, my body still completely frozen, unable to move, though I was in control of my eyes now, so I kept them shut tight. Not thirty seconds after I woke, I heard my cat scream, probably the loudest I had ever heard her scream, and for no reason.
No one else was awake, not even my other cat was in the house, due to his increasingly ridiculous sheding. I had to bite my tongue to make sure I really was awake, that scream had nailed the lady’s message to my brain. I prayed for morning.