I do not know if its pure coincidence but the name of a band in my home town, yes I refer to it like that even if I never lived there, is Pleasant Dreams. I bough at one of their gigs a t-shirt with their name and a bicycle .... Oh boy how can they be so right.
The emotional turmoil of which the previous post is all but a mere reflection is gone. Well a good 20 minute cycle ride listening to Eels can fix a persons mind. Nietzche was right, music is the most depraved of all forms of art for it manages to trigger feelings completely by-passing the rational par of the brain. I guess the hormones, have to check their name, secreted as part of the exercise did the rest.
If only our minds where not so frail. Then we may just not be Hiperboreans any more, we may be perfect.
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