Don’t miss THE WILD ATL on this week’s Mostly Harmless Podcast! We talk to them about their newest album on ASIAN MAN RECORDS, Dreams are Maps and how the death of their friend Antony Poynter’s death shaped the album and lives. Plus their first albums, touring with Andrew Jackson Jihad, recording with LAURA JANE GRACE and more! Listen at:!
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Esta nueva luna en cáncer me ha puesto a soñar cosas bien vividas y magnificas. Pareciera si me pusiera en contacto con una parte de mi, de nosotros que habíamos dejado de sentir.  Mucha gente teme hablar de su mundo interior. Es un temor legitimo, ya que es lo único que tenemos. No obstante, poco entendemos que los sueños son mapas. Nos dicen mucho. También nos anuncian y nos advierten situaciones. Aun asi importante aceptar soñar, no perturbarnos, dejar que el sueño hable en ti, y transforme cada espacio de nuestra vida. 


Sweet Dreams by blacklabelwood 

“We have to create culture, don’t watch TV, don’t read magazines, don’t even listen to NPR. Create your own roadshow. The nexus of space and time where you are now is the most immediate sector of your universe, and if you’re worrying about Michael Jackson or Bill Clinton or somebody else, then you are disempowered, you’re giving it all away to icons, icons which are maintained by an electronic media so that you want to dress like X or have lips like Y. This is shit-brained, this kind of thinking. That is all cultural diversion, and what is real is you and your friends and your associations, your highs, your orgasms, your hopes, your plans, your fears. And we are told ‘no’, we’re unimportant, we’re peripheral. ‘Get a degree, get a job, get a this, get a that.’ And then you’re a player, you don’t want to even play in that game. You want to reclaim your mind and get it out of the hands of the cultural engineers who want to turn you into a half-baked moron consuming all this trash that’s being manufactured out of the bones of a dying world.”
― Terence McKenna