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Truly Madly Revamp

2010-03-19T21:33:00.001-04:00

This blog fails as a dream journal so i'm going to revamp it into a blog to display my art. I said this before but i mean completely change it. so watch out. change is coming.

From Dream to Art

2010-02-05T22:15:00.003-05:00

i think i.m going to transition this blog from just dreams to dreams and art because it has been MONTHS and i hate not posting. so i'm going to start off by posting one of my newest creations.

i suck at water color!

Dream Inspired XV: Her Morning Elegance

2009-12-31T20:53:00.003-05:00

Ok ok, so i know i've been dishing out more dream inspirations than actual dreams but it.s not my fault i swear, my subconscious simply refuses to cooperate.

Sadly i feel like this blog has become more of a blog for music videos about dreams than the dreams themselves, hopefully i can fix that soon

anywho...

i am both shocked and disappointed that i did not come across this too perfect video sooner. press play and you'll see exactly what i.m talking about.

it.s Her Morning Elegance by Oren Lavie

careful... it.s addicting

Dream Inspired XIV: Cousins

2009-12-05T23:04:00.003-05:00

Vampire Weekend is so weird... i love it.

This video is more wacky than dreamy, but thats nothing new for the weekend of vampires.

I will definitely be posting more of their stuff.

Dreamless Nights...

2009-12-05T22:41:00.003-05:00

Because of sleepless nights. Why is it so impossible to have crazy cool dreams when your a sleep deprived college student? And here i thought the mentally brittle state of sleep deprovation would be a breeding ground for my most fantastically bizarre dreams.

I was wrong.

I have had a few dreams, but none that i found blogworthy, just slightly enjoyable and impossible to remember after 5 minutes.

Hopefully my 5 week winter vacation will be the perfect opportunity turn this blog into an actual dream blog again. It would be so absolutely amazing if readers could submit their dreams to be posted, but im not quite at that level yet.

Until then, i will continue to post new dream inspiring things.

i hope they actually inspire you.

Dream Inspired XIII: Firelflies

2009-11-02T02:09:00.005-05:00

I have been away for so long and despite my many attempts to return, my schoolwork simply won.y make it easy for me to write or dream, but i won.t give up.

My newest post is yet another dream inspired, such a fitting title due to the simple fact that i have both been touched and inspired by this song and video personally. I love anything with a whimsical child-like presence to it since it reminds me of myself so much, but I don.t know what it is, but something about this song made my love for it inevitable.

I feel like what i just said made me sound just a wee bit bizarre, but i think you should take a look at Fireflies by Owl City for yourself.

The dream aspect of this video and song is pretty apparent once you press play.

I sincerely hope you enjoy it as much as i did.

Dream Inspired XII: Alice

2009-09-26T19:21:00.002-04:00

I stumbled upon this video ever so recently and found it both strangely addicting and refreshingly appropriate for this dream blog. We all know too well the story of Alice in Wonderland and how the entire story revolves around one of the most uniquely ridiculous dreams in existence {a bit of an exxaggeration on my part, i have yet to hear your dreams}.

I hope you enjoy it as much as i did. Try not to become to mesmerized.

It.s Been So Long...

2009-09-26T18:54:00.003-04:00

[so random but so randomly adorable]... ffffound

Since I.ve posted an entry. Almost a month sadly. I.ve missed blogging so much but i.ve had to put my dreams on hold for the start of my freshman year in college and other personal disasters. I promise that i will be back soon with a headful of bizarre, zany, and crazy dreams to share. I can.t wait to show how mental i.ve become. Until then. ttfn.

Dream Inspired XI: Lights

2009-08-16T04:14:00.004-04:00

I just found something so absolutely dreaming about Bruno Dayan.s work, so much so, one of is pieces now graces the truly madly blog as it.s new header.

The harmony between art, photography, and fashion in his pictures are just so beautiful.

The sparkling lights were a great touch don.t you think?

Dream Inspired X: Where The Wild Things Are

2009-08-15T04:34:00.003-04:00

Finally, a classic children.s book that a very large majority of us grew up with has been made into a live action movie.

It.s a lovely and wild {mostly wild... ok lovely} story about a young boy and the power of his dreams.

I will definitely be waiting in the ticket line, with my little brother.s hand clasped in mine when this film comes out in october.

{a dream best seen when awake}

Can you believe i found a blog dedicated to these wild things and their Terrible Yellow Eyes

Shooting Stars

2009-08-13T22:10:00.002-04:00

I.m sad to say that i missed out on a dream the other day. The perseid meteor shower reached it.s peak of visibility last night, and unfortunately {despite my efforts} i was unable to see it.s splendor.

The weather in my area has been nothing but sky tears and cotton candy {my way of saying rainy and cloudy} so from dusk to dawn, nothing could be seen in the sky. No stars, no moon, and definitely no meteor showers.

I hope to try again next year. I don.t want to miss out on this beautiful dream any longer.

Dream Inspired IX: Strawberry Swing

2009-08-11T04:18:00.004-04:00

I dont know how this keeps happening but i have stumbled upon yet another Dream Inspired music video that i found to be perfect for this dream blog.

It is called Strawberry Swing by Coldplay

This post is more about the video than the actual song. In all honesty, i vaguely remember the song because i was so wowed by the video. I don.t even have to explain how appropriate it is for this blog, the video speaks for itself. I love seeing creative uses of art and animation, and you don.t get more creative than this.

It.s a fun and very interesting music video that doesn.t make much sense, but that hardly matters. It didn.t fail to put a smile on my face, and i hope it does the same to yours.

I really should get back to dreaming again. My subconscious seems to be getting very lazy.

Enjoy

Dream Inspired VIII: Dream

2009-08-10T18:31:00.002-04:00

This dream inspired post is another music video and features my new artist find Priscilla Ahn singing her appropriately titled song, Dream.

This video was actually a related video for my former dream inspired post Coin Laundry by Lisa Mitchell {convenient? I think so} which is how i stumbled upon it.

I think Priscilla has a very beautiful voice. I also think i.m very jealous of it. I.m a sucker for serene relaxing songs like this one. Give this song a listen and let it lull you into a sweet dream.

Enjoy.

Lyrics

I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.

I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green.

I had a dream

That I could fly from the highest swing.

I had a dream.

Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park, I asked God who I'm supposed to be.

The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.

I had a dream

That I could fly from the highest tree.

I had a dream.

Now I'm old and feeling grey. I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave.

I lived it full and I lived it well, there's many tales I've lived to tell. I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I'm ready now to fly from the highest wing.

I had a dream

Dream Inspired VII: The Beatles

2009-08-10T02:56:00.003-04:00

Before you start watching, i would just like to say... i love The Beatles. The Beatles are awesome. That is all.

It is time again for a new dream inspired. I was so happy when i stumbled upon this video this evening simply because {as u might have already guessed} i am a huge Beatles fan and proud of it. Something about their music just mezmerizes me.

This video is from the opening of the new Beatles themed Rock Band video game. Although i am a guitar player, unfortunately i am not a guitar hero player or a video gamer really, meaning i won.t be touching this game anytime soon {i have both tried and failed at guitar hero already}.

What really attracted me to this video was the animation and art concept used to make this tribute to one of my favorite bands. The reason why i made this video a dream inspired {other than my obsession} was mostly the ending. The random psychadelic weirdness you will {unless you already have} see at the end seemed to potray one of those nonsense dreams we all have from time to time with all the pretty colors.

I loved it, and i hope you do too.

Enjoy.

Dream. Dream. Dream.

2009-08-09T03:31:00.004-04:00

I believe that dreams are a very important thing. They tell us things about ourselves we didn.t know yet. Like how strange and crazed we really are {deep deep deeep down inside}.

I am only one person. One person with alot of dreams and a little memory. A problem which tends to make updating this blog a wee bit hard.

So i humbly ask you. Whether you.re a frequent visitor or a one-time passerby. Take the time to tell me your dreams.

Email me at madlyrena@gmail.com and tell me all about your beautiful and ugly dreams and i.ll post them right here on truly madly. I can post them as written or even turn them into a story like i do with mine. Your choice. I.m up for and ready for anything. So give it try.

By the way, this creative piece of art is brought to you by Eduardo Recife from Misprinted Type. Give him a look see.

Big Dog

2009-08-06T13:05:00.003-04:00

I woke up with a greeting from a grizzly gray sky. What an amazingly dull scene. I tried to avert my gaze and pull my covers over my head to feel their down-filled embrace once more, but they refused to budge. Great. I accepted my lost battle and got out of bed to go get ready for... school. I found myself outside in the finger-numbing cold of the morning air. I gave one last scowl at the gray sky that continued to taunt me and began my trek to the bus stop.

On my way, i found myself wondering where my bus stop was anyway. Perhaps if i never found it i could return to my room and battle those covers once more. It was at this moment that three musicians came walking towards me. A huge grin soon found itself upon my face and i went to greet them. We talked and laughed and played the guitar, until the youngest musician broke this nostalgic spell. With a pompous smirk on his face, he told us he had a date, turned around and began to walk away.

I ran after him in a selfish attempt to make him stay. I began talking to him, pleading to him to do something for me. I think i wanted one last song. He agreed, and the show began. The three musicians began playing on my roof and i was frenzied. It happened so instantaneously, i blinked twice to make sure it was real. Of course it wasn.t. I decided to go search for my lost bus stop once more. Eventually i found it, though i don.t know where, and the bus ride was fuzzy. I couldn.t remember even getting on. I was at school, though it was bit more amazing then i remembered. I don.t know why i dreaded going.

Before i knew it, i was on my way home again, when something dreadful caught my eye. A dog. A Big dog. A Huge dog. I was never afraid of dogs. But i was terrified of this one. It stood on it.s hind legs, and much taller than the policemen trying to take it down. The chase began in my front yard from what i could see, and i kept my distance. The dog jumped the fence, still on it.s hind legs and began running. The police stood their ground and kept shooting, aiming for it.s back. The chase continued, but i didn.t care to watch it, and ran home as fast as i could.

Horror stood at my doorstep. Another dog. A Bigger dog, was waiting for me. My brother stood safely behind the screen door, as i stood there dangerously in the open like a deer in the headlights. It wanted me. I didn.t know why. I didn.t care why, the top of my parents SUV was my only friend. It lunged for me but missed. Eventually it.s paw found mine, and it.s claws dug into it. So painful. It let go, and i threw myself at the door, and made it in time. The dog wanted a rematch. I closed the door in it.s face. The only rematch i wanted was with those covers. And i was going to win.

The Perfect Day

2009-08-04T04:19:00.000-04:00

So completely true.

[found on ffffound]

Dream Inspired VI: Good Night Moon

2009-08-04T01:54:00.010-04:00

I found this beautiful moon project online today and ofcourse it made me think of a dream.

If you want to learn more about the project visit here.

Dream Inspired V: La Maison En Petits Cubes

2009-08-03T04:32:00.006-04:00

Again, not really a dream inspire but in a way... it is, and it is extremely important that you press pause on my music player for this one. I found this online today and i absolutely loved it. It is a japanese animated short film called La Maison En Petits Cubes by Kunio Katou. This beautiful film has won numerous awards including an Academy Award for best animated short film and i can definitely see why.

It.s a story about an old widower living in a town flooded by water, which forces him to continously build and rebuild new brick levels onto his flooded home to stay dry. One day, on an aquatic journey through the lower levels of his submerged home, the old man finds something more than his favorite pipe. Forgotten feelings and nostalgic memories.

It truly is a lovely story. It put tears into my eyes when i was already crying, but this time, they weren.t tears of sadness.

I think i did a bloody good job on the synopsis if i do say so myself. I loved it so much i posted the same post on my other blog, external sunshine

Enjoy!

Dream Inspired IV: In B Flat

2009-07-31T03:59:00.005-04:00

In B Flat

[This is just a picture, click it to see the real show]

So this isn.t really a dream inspired post but it sure is something. I came across it today on my webventures and couldn.t stop smiling. As a musician [sortof] i found this incredibly creative and intrigueing and i know i.ll be a frequent visitor on those days when i really need something to make me smile, or just entertain me like the mindless monkey i am. I hope you find this as interesting as i do.

Brand New Issue

2009-07-31T03:22:00.006-04:00

Hip hip hooray world! Rena.s distant problem about not being able to dream is a thing of the past. In the past two days i have had a total of three separate dreams [one was a nap dream...i like naps]. However. A new problem has arisen from the ashes and is bent on making me miserable. These new dreams i.ve been having are so awesome and cool and creative. So much so that i literally feel like i.m watching a movie i.m starring in [i almost always dream about myself...that sounds conceited doesn.t it]. The problem boys and girls, is that these dreams are so incredibly long and complex that it is almost impossible for me to remember them literally seconds after i wake up.

In the first dream i had, i was with a guy who wasn.t my boyfriend and was defending him with some wicked cool martial arts moves while he was playing beach volleyball [i was so badass]... all of a sudden boyfriend and i are with a large group of people walking down a hallway looking for a room in a huge hotel or something... we peep inside a room... full of gangsters... we run away... i get tired of running... apparently not too tired to stay behind and kick some asses... ... ... i.m suddenly with two blonde women, each with a blonde baby [i think i was one of the blonde women]... one of the blondies get.s upset, puts her baby on the floor, then storms off... i put my baby down to pick up the abandoned one... boyfriend appears, he looks different... boyfriend and baby and i go on a tiny train ride to make abandoned baby happy [what happened to our baby]... cops show up and take abandoned baby from us because we weren.t suitable parents... ... ...

Wow i remembered more than i thought i would. But trust me, there was way more stuff involved, and i can.t remember even a speck of the other rwo dreams. Unfortunately most of my dreams get interrupted before they finish...I have a baby brother who is an early riser and likes to let everyone in the house know it.

So now i have a new idea for absolutely anybody and everybody that might stop by every week or two. Email me at madlyrena@gmail.com and tell me your most memorable dream or absolutely anything else dream related you would like to share. I.ll even accept the other connotation of dreams, as in aspirations [when i was younger i dreamed of becoming a ballerina... but that doesn.t compare to another girl i knew who dreamed of becoming a firetruck when she grew up]. I really hope you hop on board and fuel my dream train [oh man that was corny, i apologize for my lameness].

Dream Inspired III: Coin Laundry

2009-07-28T22:21:00.005-04:00

I took a nap today and had a dream! But it was so long and complicated i could only remember snippets of it. The snippets were so small and random, turning the dream into a story would.ve been more confusing then you could imagine, so i.ll spare your brain and do another dream inspired post.

This is a video i found while visiting some of my favorite blogs today. I couldn.t help but notice it because it was posted about 5 times at 5 different blogs i visited in one sit down. So i thought it must be good. I started watching it and thought...man this is weird [the beatboxing really threw me off] but i stuck to it and thought the song was almost as adorable as the girl singing it, Lisa Mitchell. I do enjoy finding new up and coming artists. Makes me feel special to say "i knew about them waaaay before they became popular." Being pompous can be fun. In the end, i was so glad i found this video/song because the concept fit perfectly with my dream blog. Lucky? I can be. Enjoy the video Coin Laundry by Lisa Mitchell.

Dazed And Confused

2009-07-27T19:13:00.004-04:00

It was a dream that started with a computer. The same computer that my frail fingers seem permanently attached to. I was not alone, but i was confused. Three businessmen were with me with me in a room with no origin. Though i cannot recall the room itself, i remember the darkness that blanketed me, and the moon that shone on my computer screen. The three men argued and discussed. What did they discuss? I do not know. Perhaps one was actually a woman. I felt so confused. I focused on my computer screen where a college application appeared. It was a rewrite. I was stuck on a line that needed me to fill in the blank with a fancy letter C at the end. Unfortunately, i couldn.t find the letter on my keyboard that only bore the regular C. What a disappointment.

I pressed each button multiple times. The volume button when pressed would begin to stick from the front of my computer like the dvd player on the other side. I pressed that button the most. The whirring sound it made pleased me like a 2 year old child. I wasn.t ashamed. Soon the button began to readjust my computer screen, producing a sound i didn.t like at all. My screen was broken and it was trying to fix it. I tried to mend my broken baby by reconnecting the top of the screen together. Purple and black machinery protruded from both sides. I tried with the little strength i had to connect the two pieces that looked like lego bionicle peices. They fit perfectly. But the fancy C was yet to be found.

I found myself at the top of my high school staircase, though it seemed much larger than i remembered. I ventured down the stairs with confidence, passing by both friends and acquaintances without stopping with a simple hello. I.d breeze pass each girl i saw with a pompous glance, knowing i was so much better than them. The path down the stairs seemed never-ending as i tirelessly followed them down to the ground floor. I was looking for a familiar door to a familiar classroom of a teacher i needed. One who could cure me of my woe and show me the way to the fancy letter C.

I found the crowded classroom and walked in with caution. It looked like a drama room filled with junk. I sat in the seat closest to the front and failed to notice that i had never seen the classroom before, or the bespectacled teacher with the creepy smile and curly brown hair. She seemed busy so i waited for her to be done. To ease my boredom i pulled out an old yearbook to skim through the pages, something i couldn.t due for too long due to an unwelcome interruption. Someone poked my shoulder, it was a girl i had known since middle school. Not a friend but not a foe. She asked to see the yearbook, it was of the utmost importance. I answered with a stern no, i was reading it. She didn.t give up. I eventually did.

The song River Flows In You by Yiruma was playing in the background. I loved this song and didn.t want it to end. Though i was becoming impatient, the song seemed to soothe me. I asked a boy i knew next to me when i.d be able to talk to the teacher. He told me if i had something to say, i.d need to take the red-banded microphone and say it in front of the class. I stood up and grabbed a black micrphone and tapped it against my palm to test the sound. The class then roared that i was using the wrong mic. I turned around to find the right one. The busy teacher stood next to me but continued to ignore me. I walked past her to what seemed like a small junk fort. A woman with long blonde hair and black glasses sat in the cramped fort topless, looking down at a clipboard. I tried not to stare at her small shriveled breasts that made me exceedingly uncompfortable. I found the black microphone with the red band around it and turned to the classroom, ready to make my request...

I woke up before i could find that cursed fancey C.

Dream Inspired II: Setsuna Rensa

2009-07-27T00:43:00.006-04:00

Press pause on my music player. My second dream inspired post is another music video. It.s the music video for the song Setsunarensa by Radwimps. I am a big fan of Japanese music of any genre, The band Radwimps is one of my newer finds. I don.t speak Japanese so i never know exactly what they.re saying, but that hardly matters, the sound is what captivates me. Don.t worry if you don.t understand what.s going, neither do i, i honestly don.t think we.re supposed to.

Setsunarensa is a very...creative video. The randomness is obvious and abundant. All in all, it.s just weird. We.ve all had dreams like this, the ones that make absolutely no sense and leave you thinking "what the fuck?" Like a dream about playing soccer in the forest with an inflated banana, perhaps one of my weirdest.

Love Story

2009-07-22T00:38:00.011-04:00

There once was a boy. There once was a girl.

He saw her. She saw him.

...

They fell in love.

All things must end.

So this isn.t a dream i had, more like a dream i have. A waking dream. I asked for love and i got it, but after a year, i.m ready to take it back. To put it simply, I want my current relationship to end. I know i know, if you don.t want to be with the guy just end it yourself. But my situation is a little more complicated than that [though i wish it were that simple]. Which is why i have to resort to scheming to get him to break up with me like in those cheesy chick flicks...not that i watch them. It.s either that or try to fulfil my other waking dream, build a time machine.

Photos by Luminati

Dream Inspired I: Us

2009-07-19T03:41:00.005-04:00

Press pause on my blogs ipod. I know, i know you love this song but it.s just for a minute i swear. I.ve decided to start something new in my dream blog called dream inspired. Anytime i come upon a video that reminds me of a dream or sometimes maybe even a picture...anything really, i.ll post it as a dream inspired post. This is dream inpsired 1, the music video Us by Regina Spektor.

I.ve known about Regina Spektor for awhile now, and i loved her mainstream song Fidelity. Today i sat down and listened to some of her other songs on yahoo music and realized how awesome and unique they are. Even more unique are her music videos. Each one of her videos has a whimsical dreamlike theme that makes you feel like you.re watching a crazy [tim burton-like] movie, and you can.t help but want to watch it until the end. I hope you enjoy this dream.

Almost There.

2009-07-18T21:43:00.005-04:00

I went to bed around 6 am last night and woke up around 2 in the afternoon, and within that time, i was able to have a dream. The only problem is, i can.t seem to remember any of it. During my project a few months ago, i was able to recollect all of my vivid dreams like a story. Beginning. Middle. End. Every night. Unfortunately i could only remember bits and pieces of this one.

I found myself in a large classroom i didn.t recognize. Fortunately i was able to recognize a few faces seated like prized dolls on a shelf. Each face sat three to a desk instead of the normal number one, in the most perfectly perfect rows i had ever laid my uncaring eyes on. The muffled noise of conversation filled the room and put me at ease. I walked a familiar path i had never seen before to a desk at the back of the room. I noticed the face of a friend and began to smile, though someone took my place at her side. I told her that her hair seemed astonishingly red today, she agreed that it was more extraordinary than normal. I returned her kind grin, amused by her sarcasm, and began to walk away to greet another face i knew so well. I smiled in disbelief at her humorous appearance. A normally braided beauty now had long flowing hair as dark as night, running along the floor. I greeted her with another hair compliment, only this time the sarcasm was mine. She chuckled at my expression as she ran her fingers through her mane and flipped it obnoxiously. I turned to walk away once more when i accidentally stepped on her equally obnoxious locks. A moment of insight revealed to me that it was nothing more than a knotted wig. I took one last glance at my funny friend and realized that her luscious locks had disappeared entirely [from under my foot and over her head] and returned her back to normal...

After that, i remember absolutely nothing, though i.m sure i.m missing something, alot of things probably. Though i haven.t completely done what i.ve set out to do, i.m glad to say, i.m almost there.

Insomnia

2009-07-17T05:57:00.003-04:00

So... unfortunately, a flaw has been discovered in my brilliant idea to use this blog as my very own personal open to the uncaring public dream blog. And this flaw boys and girls is the fact that i.ve had insomnia all summer. Sure i have a few dreams stored away in my actual journal but getting new ones is going to be a problem. I.m going to be a psyche major so i know a few things about the whole dream thing in my brain. And i know that the more sleep i get the more likely it is for me to dream and go into REM sleep [even though people can dream before reaching REM too]. But i haven.t been getting any sleep at all. I.ve decided to just stay up all day and hop up on caffeine then crash early tonight. If i get my sleep patterns back on track everything should be ok. I just really want this idea to work even though so far it.s a definite bust. I can.t wait to write down my crazy dreams and have people see just how mental my thought process can be. Is that too much to ask. Where the hell are you sandman. Oh well, till then. ttfn.

Dreamy

2009-07-16T17:05:00.004-04:00

I am so glad to say that i finally figured out what to do with this blog. I plan on turning it into a dream journal, more specifically a dream blog. A few months ago for a psychology project i created a dream journal and actually found it very interesting. I will be rewriting my old dreams and hopefully i.ll have new ones to add frequently. I can.t wait.

Truly Madly

2009-07-15T20:23:00.006-04:00

I was shopping on urban outfitters dot com today. I love their stuff that fits my style. So many tee shirts so little money to spend. I found a brand that uo sells whose merchandise really caught my eye. Truly Madly Deeply. The name was almost as cool as the shirt it sold. I decided it would be a cool name for my blog. Too bad i actually really liked the name of my first blog [external sunshine] and didn.t want to change it. So, when in doubt, start anew. I made a new blog and named it after my online inspiration. Truly Madly Deeply minus the deeply. Unfortunately, i haven.t decided what to do with this blog yet. External Sunshine is like my personal diary. Crüked Specs is my literary nonsense. Perhaps i will use truly madly for art or perhaps a photoblog. Maybe i.ll mimic my milk toof and create my own children.s stories minus the children.s. I.m at a creative loss. Any suggestions?