Dima Link

  Who lives here? Look, a river. Look, a meadow. Such green grass grows here. But for now, only one chick lives here. He runs along the virtual grass. Among the flowers. The chick lives in the meadow. But there's no one in the river yet. This is the first version of the Landscape Generator program.

  I arrived at the countryside by train. It was raining. By the time I got to the train, it hadn't rained yet. It felt like it had rained yesterday. It rained all night. I walked to the train right through the crisp city after the rain the night before. And by the time the train was moving, it rained the whole way. I listened to music on the way and watched the water drip down the window.

  Music from the elders. Or music from the ancients. Like something from ancient magic. An old book with spells of power from the past. In an old castle. Covered in dust. But there's a lot of light there. Like a huge magical tree. Living for 100 years. And holding within itself a source of magical power. That's how I imagine this album. The opening song.

  The BASIC theme continues. I'm currently drawing pictures and thinking up some text for two projects. One format – the next version of Galagaxian. One game is about an underwater world. The other is about deep space. In one, everyone swims underwater. In the other, they orbit a rusty mechanical star.

  And now it was time to choose where to go. Another module was ending. Alice in the Park – to Mushroom Valley Alice was making up her mind. She would go to Mushroom Valley. There were magical, enormous mushrooms there. Beautiful and large. Alice knew it. It was as if she had been in a dream and had seen this place before. But she had long forgotten about it. Large mushrooms. With red caps. It was a beautiful sight for the eyes.

  Another day off. That means I'm taking the train to the countryside. A two-hour drive. Grass and greenery outside the window. Beautiful summer. The greenest summer ever. My last week of June at the countryside. I arrived at the countryside. Quickly ate some canned chicken soup. And then went planting. Planting flowers. Turns out there were still plenty of them.