Harbingers of vague and powerful visions
evocateurs of sublime meaning
Shaping and reshaping, like a drop of ink dancing in a clear glass of water
Fluid sculptures, whimsical shapeshifters, playing to the expectations of ten thousand onlookers and never disappointing even one
Viewed by the eye, but shaped by the mind, whispy and unpredictable and holy.
Being all things to all people, clouds reveal the wisdom of the ages, then dance away in foolish glee.
So just woke up from an… interesting dream. I was waiting in line at an arcade (hey, it was a dream) when suddenly a friend of mine puts on some music and as it plays the intro, I recognize it as a song that one of my favorite indy artists. As the song plays, the entire arcade slowly evolves to the point that everyone is “rocking” and singing along. I doubt that would ever happen IRL, but it’s a dream :p