in world before, fell in love with the quiet dark places. chaos in crystal, magic in melancholy. cyberpunk jewels and gothic jungles.
some places loved before are gone, some cannot be remembered, though may still be hiding in the crevices of the grid. mermaid pools and vampire lairs. even in builds that house clothing and boots and hair and too many people.
am not a social person. don’t dislike people, but speak to them all the days worked; chatter and cheer-up, customer service and canted ear. so, mostly like the quiet places, the dark places, the wondrous places.
then/now, la reve [region] is most favorite. has changed since seen last, not so dark and tumbled — is more light and open spaces. but still magic and mystery, dreaming in a dream. from gypsy wagon to dying faerie, from runes to ruined, sunken garden. climbing and clinging to trees or falling down rabbit hole to burrow of creator.
have no land, so la reve is home. Return to every night after travels, after dancing, after shopping. sit or lay where magic can be seen and say goodnight.
dali’s la reve is to be studied and wondered at, lash xevious’s la reve is to be breathed and felt.
more pictures here: http://dorks.wordpress.com/2008/11/08/la-reve-a-surreal-dream-world/
other regions visited and described later:
for seeing: toxian, sick1, sick2, muse, rivettown
for shopping: port seraphine, etd, muse,
