Today I failed to extract a new song from a dream.
I tried with all my might—staying in bed for an hour, trying to reboot the dream well enough to hear the bass line, lyrics and transitions. I failed. I got so close! And then I failed.
All of my best work involves collaboration with dreams. It’s a delicate balance.
The song was beautiful, it was passionate. Very touching. But also, trapped. In the grip of the sleep-activated dream realm is where it will remain.
RIP 🪦
Woe to those who manipulate religion and the very name of God for their own military, economic, and political gain, dragging that which is sacred into darkness and filth. #ApostolicJourney#Cameroon https://t.co/bKteFZ3iWE