“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris


Wednesday, August 1, 2012

"Before the Dream Turns Sour"



But he's frozen in a time trap, slowly losing power
Frightened if he makes a move, the dream will soon turn sour.

--David Brock/Michael Moorcock

Sometimes a good narrative and a reasonable amount of LSD, and some lush chords in the chorus, shazzam. "Sour," you know? It's a good word for a rock song and unusual.

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