Coldplay's Viva La Vida played in my dreams last night and I woke up sobbing. So I'm making this post explore what just happened inside my mind. It's not a SongSpell, per se, filled with Galdr. It's something else ... a resonance from another time, another place, another world, another dimension ... The frustration and melancholy of goals gone askew, dreams achieved but lost, of being a pawn of The Fates, of players unknown. And I don't sense that it was me personally, but my people, my soul-family. So it didn't feel as if it was me who had and lost everything, but those I cared deeply about. ... and the game goes on, ad infinitum. Just licking some psychic wounds for now. Lyrics I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listen as the crowd would sing "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!" One minut...