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v4mp1res3verywhere · 2 years
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“You know me. We have met before” IM SCRNEKWAKAOAO
Bro don’t walk, run to spotify
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votingonrandmthings · 8 months
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Vote On...
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hell yeah bitches
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elizadbraunismyguru · 2 years
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My current sexuality is whatever Tom Sturridge's voice is doing in The Sandman: Dreamcast holy moly
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notallsandmen · 1 year
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Tom Sturridge’s ”Enter The Dreaming” episode for The Sandman: Dreamcast
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v4mp1res3verywhere · 2 years
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Not my tik tok
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minxxfur · 5 months
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the-unborn-soul · 2 years
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"THE SANDMAN: DREAMCAST" TEXT VERSION
I liked "The Sandman: Dreamcast" very much, but I understand English by ear not very well, so some words and phrases remained not very clear for me. I was looking for a text version, but didn't find it. After all, I decided to listen more carefully and to make it myself. Maybe it will be useful for someone else who understands by ear not very well too. I'm sorry for possible mistakes, my English is not very good. And I will be grateful to everyone who points out the mistakes and tells how to fix them.
"The Sandman: Dreamcast" is available, for example, here: https://open.spotify.com/show/64o4qcuaf0JOgBegVc430R?si=GiwoeO-3TxO7VUr3mJg43A&utm_source=copy-link
"The gray world of half sleep"
Neil Gaiman:
Hello. My name is Neil. I want to welcome you to "The Sandman: Dreamcast".
Some of you may know the story of "The Sandman" well. And some of you might be wandered here. On a whim. Out of curiosity or, perhaps, intuition. However it is that you've come to be here, now there you are welcome.
Before we can enter the realm of The Dreaming, you must first get comfortable. Even cosy, perhaps. So, if you haven't already, make your way into a relaxing position. With a favourite pillow. Or a blanket. With a cup of tea. Or a beloved pet.
Now. Close your eyes. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Feel your breath slowing. Feel yourself entering the gray world of half sleep. In a theater of your mind observe where you are.
We are in darkness. Infinite. Absolute. Here, in this darkness, we are at the very fringes of Dream Country. In ever-changing landscape there are fragments of thoughts and imaginings, dots and drift. If you reach out your hand you might even be able to catch one.
This is the very beginning of The Dreaming.
But to enter this realm we need a guide. And there is only one being wit to the task.
Dream. Lord Morfeus.
He's here, with us, now. To stay ahead. Do you see him? That tall dark figure? Notice his jet black hair. His alabaster skin. And his long black robe. If you look closely, you might see flames flickering at the hem. See how his eyes burn and shine - eyes like distant stars.
He's waiting for you. For us. Always. Let us go to him now.
"Enter The Dreaming"
Dream:
You know me. We have met before.
I have many names. I am the King of dreams. And nightmares. I am Morfeus. Dream of The Endless.
When The Waking world leaves you wanting and weary, sleep brings you here. To me. To my realm. I will guide you into The Dreaming. Follow me.
The Dreaming is as much a part of me, as I am of it. You too are connected to this place. I move through your dreams each and every night. I am always beside you.
Breathe...
Your natural rhythm is part of the rhythm of the entire universe. All worlds. All realms.
Let us journey deeper. I reach into my pouch and feel the golden grain. Sand. I shift it through my fingers. I touch each and every grain of it. Inexhaustible. Endless. I cast the sand into the air. Feel it whip and swell around you now. We are moving.
Do you see the gates of horn and ivory before you? I craft them myself many eons ago. The dreams passed through the gates of ivory are lies. The other gate admits the truth. No one gets the horned gate anymore.
Once through it you see my castle. The turrets. The spiers. The arches. All of this destroyed by my absence. All rebuild again with the aid of my sand, my helm and my ruby.
It is here that I take my leave of you. To face your fantasies. And your fears.
You are in good hands with Lucienne.
"A visit to The Library"
Lucienne:
When fears and fantasies take shape, they become stories. I would know. I am the librarian here, in The Dreaming.
I would be happy to take you on a tour of The Palace. And its servivents. Or, perhaps... would you like to see my Library?
Excellent.
This way.
You've come at an interesting time.
I kept to journal while Lord Morfeus was away. A chronicle of everything that happend. Eventually all the books in The Library became bound volumes of blank paper.
But I never felt abandoned. I knew: he would return.
When he did The Library was restored!
The Library of Dream is the largest library than ever was. Each volume you see is very special. Every book has ever been dreamed. Every book that's ever been imagined. Every book that's ever been lost.
I can remember the title, offer and location of every book in this Library.
Even you have stories here. Look. Here is one. Do you remember?
Now, when Lord Morfeus has returned, I have been charged with conducting a census. I'm journing fast to the heights of Cain and Abel - of the first story. Will you join me?
"The first story"
Abel:
Oh! Hello. Enjoying your time with us in The Dreaming, I hope?
I'm Abel. Pleasure to meet you! And this is my friend. Goldie. He's a gargoyle.
Cain:
Ah, greetings!
Abel:
This is my brother. His name is Cain.
Cain:
Please, make yourself comfortable.
Abel:
It's really nice by the fire.
Cain:
Of course it is, powder brain, it's exceedingly cozy!
Abel:
Here is your tea. Just the way you like it.
You can take your shoes off, if that's more comfortable for you.
Cain:
Take away! Absolutely not this is in the burnyard.
Abel:
Goldie sure is tired. Can he sit on your lap, friend?
He's a very good gargoyle! Just the right amount of catly.
Cain:
Now that everyone appears to be settled, we can tell you the first story.
Ours story begins...
Abel:
Oh! Are friend here already knows who we are?
You look smart. Even sleeping.
Cain:
Yes, yes, I can see well, well!
Well, I was a farmer.
Abel:
And I was a shepherd.
Cain:
We were competitive, as all brothers can be.
Abel:
I don't think most brothers are like you at all.
Cain:
You... you are ruining the story!
Abel:
It's really coming down out there!
Cain:
Oh! I'll brew another pot of tea.
Eh! It's a boring story anyway, tolded at thousand times.
Abel:
Don't mind him. You stay in dream as long as you like.
"In your heart"
Desire:
Why, hello there.
Surprised to see me? You shouldn't be.
I can feel you are still searching for something. Even here, in my big brother's realm.
I suppose, I should introduse myself.
I am Desire. It is what I am. It is what I do. I make you want. It's me there you feel - in the longing; in the lust.
You were drawn to what was objects of your desire like a butterfly to a candle's flame.
You already knew all of that, didn't you?
So tell me then. What is it you want? Don't be shy.
Or, perhaps, I should try to guess?
You want something sensual. Or maybe something precious? Oh? Maybe someone special?
Or maybe you want all tree. Yes. I think that might just be the case.
You know, my big brother thinks The Endless are servants to you, mortals.
But I know what you really are.
You're a creature of desire. My creature.
And you twist and bend as I reqire it.
Whenever you wake, my big brother will take his leave of you.
But I won't.
I'm always with you. Right there. In your heart.
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effable-as-f · 2 years
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The Dreamcast* is honestly so genius like what better tie-in media is there for a show centered largely around sleep and dreams than an ASMR sleep podcast that's also essentially a self insert podfic but with the actual actors voicing the characters
*Not the Sega console
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it’s just me and lucienne’s episode of the dreamcast against the world
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hiraya-sa-dilim · 2 years
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need a ten hr version of goldie sleeping on my lap and nobody else talking cus im on edge waiting for murder to happen
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mxliv-oftheendless · 2 years
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The Sandman Dreamcast is so soothing oh my god
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cvptainbucky · 2 years
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anyways hello. the dreamcast thing made me really wanna write a short story about dream and i hate that but also. im dying to
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playing the birds i'm babysitting the sandman dreamcast so they can chill out a bit.
gonna keep yall updatet on their opinions.
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down-therabbithole · 2 years
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Please can we have more The Sandman dreamcast episodes. I keep rinsing them every night to sleep.
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mycabbagesbitch · 2 years
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DO NOT listen to first episode of the Sandman Dreamcast in public I literally got three words in and almost moaned out loud in front of all my friends. 
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