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And so the story goes, to where? No one knows. But it involves a Volkswagen T2 Crossover Bay Bus called Billie Bud (known to most people as ‘WOW, a camper van’); a Pentax LX SLR camera loaded with black and white film; cooking vegetarian food on a basic set up of Cobb cooker, a couple of gas rings and an open fire; reading books; listening to music and the ruminations from a retired Staff Nurse. Well......got to fill the hours outside of being a pensioner somehow.

Three in the Morning.

Three in the Morning.

Above is a remix recording of the second song recorded on the home studio when first assembled.

Having Aphantasia? It is a case of having no visual imagery in the ‘Mind’s Eye’. A condition that, when shutting the eyes, only a blank grey canvas exists. No ability to bring about mental imagined visuals gives no pictorial memories. In either deliberately searching through choice or avoidance of unwanted flashbacks. There is simply no way to bring back visual experiences or events from the past.

So, in my case, no Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) exists in a visual throwback entity.

So in saying this, this song above and its lyrics are a guessing game of PTSD and its awful problematics.

The words Wing Tips in the lyrics? Regarding Angels. Not quite a polyseme. But it is a word that conjured up in my mind as one that can be considered for several choices. In other words, Angels, I believe, can come in any form. Present themselves in a number of ways in order to bring assisted therapy. Whether a friend, a partner, a muse, a professional, complementary therapy, pharmaceutical medication, a Mantra, journalling….or, importantly, any one safe single ‘personal to self’ entity that brings some relief from past traumatic memories.

Here below is a remix of a song with a gentler lyrical vibe regarding memories. I toned down the echo vocals. And yes…..the lyrics do relate to my own known experiences in Summers-ville, but never visually recalled, memory land.

Stars Above the Dunes