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March 09, 2015, 04:00:11 AM Last Edit: September 21, 2015, 03:59:28 AM by Delthion
The topic title says it all! I'll be posting more tomorrow.
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Mhera

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March 09, 2015, 04:15:29 AM
Listening to The Dutchman right now. I feel Irish ;D.

Delthion

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March 09, 2015, 03:48:14 PM Last Edit: March 09, 2015, 03:50:33 PM by Delthion
"Let us go to the banks of the ocean!
Where the walls (something unintelligible.)
Long ago, I used to be a young man!
And dear remembers that for me!"

Good song!
Have you listened to "The Cocky Farmer" yet?
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Delthion

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March 11, 2015, 02:40:39 AM


Another really good song in my opinion.
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Mhera

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March 11, 2015, 03:12:19 AM
Quote from: Delthion on March 09, 2015, 03:48:14 PM
Have you listened to "The Cocky Farmer" yet?
Yes. And that one you just posted?

"So my song for you this evening,
it's not to make you sad"

Yeah, no I'm sad now. :'(

Delthion

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March 11, 2015, 03:26:02 AM Last Edit: March 15, 2015, 01:25:17 PM by Delthion
"Nor for adding to the sorrows, of this troubled northern land!
But lately I've been thinking, and it just won't leave my mind.
To tell you of good friends one time, they were both good friends of mine!
There were roses! Roses! There were roses!
And the tears of the people, they ran together through this land!"

"Of drought and flood, I've lived through plenty!
But it's nearly over now! Now I'm easy."

I didn't realize that you had just listened to the Cocky Farmer otherwise I would not have posted There Were Roses.

But here's a more cheery song by the same person who sang There Were Roses:
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Mhera

#6
March 11, 2015, 03:43:14 AM
Quote from: Delthion on March 11, 2015, 03:26:02 AM
I didn't realize that you had just listened to the Cocky Farmer otherwise I would not have posted There Were Roses.
No, I actually listened to There Were Roses, then the Cocky Farmer after that. And then I listened to There Were Roses again with the volume really high. My sadness is not your fault.

That last song wasn't so cheery as it was warm. Very nice, thanks for posting it.

Delthion

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March 13, 2015, 12:34:10 AM
You're welcome!





Now if you really want to be sad, listen to all three of these in succession. ;D
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Delthion

#8
April 21, 2015, 04:47:28 AM
This needs to be brought back!

Favorite song now?
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Delthion

#9
July 25, 2015, 02:55:15 AM
Quote from: Delthion on April 21, 2015, 04:47:28 AM
This needs to be brought back!

Favorite song now?
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Mhera

#10
July 25, 2015, 03:25:25 AM
Summer Roads!

Delthion

#11
July 25, 2015, 03:57:44 AM
That's my favorite carefree song! That or I Wish I was Hunting. That's a good one. What do you thin about Sound the Pibroch?
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Delthion

#12
September 21, 2015, 03:48:02 AM
Well, I just got back from a Makem and Spain concert. Makem and Spain's Website. They were awesome! I got a picture with them, and an autographed CD! ;D ;D
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Mhera

#13
September 21, 2015, 09:53:25 PM
Quote from: Delthion on July 25, 2015, 03:57:44 AM
What do you thin about Sound the Pibroch?
Just saw this. I like it, though I unfortunately have no idea what event it's commemorating :P

And it definitely sounds like you had fun at the concert ;D

Delthion

#14
September 22, 2015, 04:23:25 AM
YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT EVENT IT'S COMMEMORATING?!!! (Sorry, the history buff inside me exploded. ;D ;D) It's commemorating the valiant stand of the Scottish against the Duke of Culloden and telling about the defeat of the Scottish. It was April 16 which was a Wednesday that year, I forget what year it was though.
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.
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