stuff as dreams

We are such stuff
As dreams are made on and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep…

— The Tempest (IV, i, 156-157)

A new category to capture the stuff of my dreams. To chronicle the highly personalised fables & allegories I get when REM-ing in my bed. To sketch such mad shadows as skitter across my brane when I blink momentarily micronapping in my seat. Perhaps even I’ll include my daydreams and fantasies.

It is unlikely to be of any interest to any one but me. Plus Áa change!

About caspar

Caspar is just one monkey among billions. Battering his keyboard without expectations even of peanuts, let alone of aping the Immortal Bard. By day he is an infantologist at Birkbeck Babylab, by night he runs
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