Natsume Yuujinchou San

Natsume Yuujinchou Shi

Natsume Yuujinchou San

Natsume Yuujinchou San

Natsume Yuujinchou San

Zoku Natsume Yuujinchou

Natsume Yuujinchou

Chaos;child

Chaos Head

Chuunibyou Ren

Dream Eyes

If you look closely at the eyes of a reader, you will find they move like the eyes of someone dreaming. Is this coincidence?

"Do you know how they say that love is like a dream? With a dream, you eventually wake up from it. It's hard to force yourself to wake up."

- Kumin Tsuyuri, Chuunibyou Demo Koi Ga Shitai! Ren
From episode 11, time 8:15 - 8:26.

Durarara Ketsu

Durarara Ketsu

Kafka on the Shore

Sam Bosma

Durarara Ketsu

Durarara Ketsu

Mary and the Witch's Flower

The Mirror Neuron

Casey Weldon

Mary and the Witch's Flower

“ I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. ” - Charles Bukowski, Factotum

 

Sanzoku no Musume Ronja

Demon City Shinjuku

Interlude

Demon City Shinjuku

Demon City Shinjuku

Demon City

Consistency

I tell my co-workers it doesn't particularly matter whether I'm at work or not, it's all the same. Most of them look forward to using time-off, even if it's just to relax at home. For me, it's about consistency. If I'm asleep, I'd like to continue sleeping forever; if I'm awake, I never want to sleep. The same goes for work, where I dread waking up and having to commute and all those moments up until the point I sit in the chair and the day heads toward its end. By the end of the day, though, I tend to linger around, chatting and feeling energetic. Some think this is odd, but it's just the beginning of habit, which I then break and start the cycle anew.

Durarara Shou

The Observer

Piyatat Primtongtrakul

Durarara: Ten

Earth-bound

Sanzoku no Musume Ronja

Shimoneta

Durarara Shou

New Game

Planned Obsolescence

Dexter Maurer

That Dream Again

Christophe Jacrot

New Game

Friday Nights

New Game

Durarara

New Game

Born to be Mild

"We formed the Dull Men's Club a while back. We got tired of reading and hearing so much about people always trying to get a fancier car, a bigger house, travel to more exotic places and come home and tell everybody. They'd go to Las Vegas and come back and say "Hey, I heard Neil Diamond!" Big deal. The Dull Men's Club is a place in cyberspace where dull men can hang out... It's a sanctuary for them, a place they can hide out, get away from the glitz and glam, the hurly burly, all the noise of modern life, the pressure to keep up with the Jones's. I don't know who the Jones's are anyway, do you? 
We regard ourselves as dull but not boring."

Shadows on the Wall

And who are all these people on billboards? I have never seen that person employed at that car wash or gas station. The truth is I never will because those people never were - existed, I mean. Somewhere along the line, corporations realized it was cheaper to use amalgamation models created on computers than to hire a real person, and coach them into expressing real joy at the prospect of free vacuums or 48 oz coffees for a dollar.

- Shadows on the Wall: Notes from the Bathroom

Durarara

Durarara

Durarara

Pick a Side

I was driving today and, at a stoplight, a lady carrying a sign that read "down on my luck" was walking down the columns of cars. It was a hot day and I never have snacks or water bottles on me because I only think about buying them when I'm stopped at a place that has a panhandler.

The point is that I felt like I had an out-of-body experience, where I was looking at myself sitting in the car, and I realized I look like an adult driving home after a day of work. I don't feel like an adult. My chest then had this pain that felt like the emotional version of being physically torn apart, a feeling of being internally conflicted. It was a panicked sadness and I heard a voice in my head that said "pick a side." There are youthful adults and mature children, so I really don't even know what the voice meant.

Durarara

Weekend's End

George Wylesol

Citizen or Traveler

Every time I move I feel I'm growing and learning. I don't have a set amount of time I stay in each place, but I do recognize when it's time to transition. The American Dream of settling and a house with a garden or fire pit and the comfortable furniture and large TV comes strongly from time to time, and then I become nervous. Decisions of potential permanence have more behind them than they first appear; you are choosing the sort of people and businesses and laws you will interact with in daily life. Once again, what seems to be freedom is a slavery of choices and second-thoughts.

Sometimes I feel like I'm really close to understanding something, or understanding more about something about life. But I'm not sure I can or should put it in words, because if I put it in words it might come out as a cliche, a regurgitation of something I read or heard, a simplification.

Dagashi Kashi

Dagashi Kashi

Dagashi Kashi

Log Horizon

Talking Shit About a Pretty Sunset

And I claim I'm not excited with my life anymore

So I blame this town, this job, these friends, the truth is it's myself

And I'm trying to understand myself and pinpoint who I am

When I finally get it figured out, I've changed the whole damn plan

Changed my mind so much I can't even trust it
My mind changed me so much I can't even trust myself

Fatigue

Humans have no hibernation
no seasonal death and rebirth,
just continual awareness and
weathering of the same body.
The candle is not burned at both ends,
it is entirely aflame.

Images of Love

Change of Heart

I had a dream about a vampire who stalked me and my friends and the house in which we all lived. The dream had long-held close up shots of bites and other vampire evidence as you might see in a movie. At some point I woke up and realized it was a dream and got myself back to sleep. Entering the dream again, now the vampire lived in my household with my family, and my friends lived elsewhere in the neighborhood. The vampire is now attempting to be on my good side, sort of sucking up - no pun intended - as a weak child might to a group of bullies.

Nightmares have historically been the instigating factor in my lucid dreaming experiences. I tend to wake up when I am threatened, at which point I know it is a dream. Sometimes I'm aware a dream is a dream while inside. Suffice to say any threat to myself is removed once I'm in control of the dream, and that makes the change in the vampire interesting, because, as a mental character, it's as if it realized what I might do upon reentering the dream and therefore changed its behavior in an act of self-preservation. Alternatively, perhaps the change in behavior is the result of my control of the dream, effectively reprogramming the vampire so I could continue the dream without a sense of control.

Reality Warps

Luka Khabelashvili