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Updated: Oct 20, 2022


At my desk. 5:50AM 29 SEP 2022 - I dreamt about a place in London I'd bought that I had not seen for a while. It was damp and cold and needed much work. It's unclear exactly where it was? I was wandering around London at night trying to find it - it was fiercely intense... Woke. What was that about? I don't own anywhere in London.

Feels like a wake up call. If I don't get stuff done I will be under intense pressure financially. Have to do it now. Where did that come from?

Coffee - quick look at BBC News - Iran cracking down on riots, people being killed, gas pipelines leaking due to sabotage, hurricanes and floods, Russia annexing other territories. Bank of England promising to prop up UK currency (another chance for Soros?) The world is unstable. It is always unstable but seems more so recently. But maybe it's just me?

So I process. This is what I do, almost every day. This is the first time I've dared to share and had an easy way so to do.


And our house is not under water. We are not being shot at. Everything is good. I know. So why do I feel like I am in a war zone? So many people are in an actual war zone! Or maybe - for some of us - the war zone - when there isn't an actual physical threat - is in the mind? Come lie on my couch and tell me more... And stop being so introspective.

But that's what I do. And I'm thinking ABOUT TIME.

You can't take it with you. You never know the moment and You Can't Take It With You When You're Dead....

This is what happens to me. And idea or phrase sparks a lyric. Over to NICKSTIR to write it and create imagery with music coming later.

So this is what I do - daily - I create. I use the thoughts and prompts of life to make something.

I process my thoughts, impressions, daily to a song and/or a lyric. I then put it on file.

This is the first time I have written it into a potentially public space. Or maybe this will be my closed garden for supporters and DREAMTRYB?

It's taken from 5:50am to 8:50am to get this done. Iterations on the lyric, working between Masterwriter and here.

And yes it's not the most uplifting of subjects and introspective but it is the moment captured. And hope comes to say hello along with a kick up the rear because YOU CAN'T WRITE A SONG WHEN YOU'RE DEAD!


And maybe because I suddenly have a way of sharing here on WIX and I always face the time eating problems of sorting out my other website at

The solution suggested for that is double my spending to $600 a year on it then the problem would go away. I've been given the issues - sort chron jobs, etc.. I don't want to have to learn all that!

But how do other people cope?


The message that met me this morning has truth in it. You are 'running out of time' if you don't do it now. Closer to the wire financially will make things more difficult and much more stressful. So...


I have a gift for writing. We have just seen a new lyric appear out of nowhere. Over 1,000 written to date. There is value in this ability. And you are alive - SO SLATER - GET ON WITH IT!


You are wasting your time, it will never work, give up. How can FEAR be so confident?


If you are reading this be encouraged wherever you are today. We can have hope that staying true to what we feel called to will bear fruit - we just can't completely see that yet and the world's messages, and that voice in our head, can try to convince us otherwise...


I created a record cover to give tangibility to the lyric. First time I have done this. The more substance to the work the more it starts to live.

And I am getting excited about the prospect of being able to share much more easily here. It has always been about the pipes to deliver product being in place. Maybe WIX - with its drawbacks and lack of power in depth - is the answer, in part, to that conundrum.



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