42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

Searching for the question to the answer of 42.

Broken pieces

March 12th, 2005 at 12:05pm |

A fragment of a dream from the other night remains.
I was on a train car with six crates. It is darkly lit, and it seems like there are a couple of people I know with me.
Turns out that a tornado is locked up in each one of them.
In our curiosity, we open one, and find [...]

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Live one part two

March 12th, 2005 at 11:16am |

The shopping cart, like many of its siblings, feels a need to exploring the world. It is a young cart, fresh and clean. It lived at the grocery store, but being put into the corral, day in, day out, seemed so tedious to it. Much in the same way that a late 20-something office worker [...]

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