Monday, 28 November 2011

Return of the Dreamtime

It is a cold, dark, winter and the deepness of hibernation is falling upon Sven Land. Already the dream filled nights awakens us at all hours, as if probing the defences. The dog yelps in dreams. The children mutter to friends that dance with them in the sky. "Our minds are an ocean" say the seven year old's. Dream on, dream long. Go forward into the black night of the universe. Do not be afraid there is nothing that will harm you - Sven Radio will see to that, because we are the music makers, we are the dreamers of dreams.

Sleep, perchance to dream ...

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