DIARY

Looking out of the window. A stretch of the Miracle Mile.
In a city that doesn't seem like a city, sometimes. The sun
rays are gleaming through the clouds. Slightly disappointed
that the grey clouds of the last fews days didn't release
raindrops. Mmmm. Rain. I been seeing through hazy, spotted
windowshield glass and I've noticed other drivers have been
the same way too. No one wants to take the effort to wipe it clean…
y'know, it'll get dirty, anyway… There's still that chance.

Days like these are lazy and contemplative amidst the street
noise. I fancy myself lounging in a Mies van der Rohe
Barcelona staring at a private collection of Rothko and sipping
wine. Taking a drag off a Cig. Life's not really that way. What
would we do without the chaos and deconstructed, unrefined
random lines and mismatched threads?

My nose is slightly congested. I'm drinking warm cranberry infusion
tea and I'm listening to music through headphones in an office that
likes to tune in to really bad Top 40. I'd like to take a nap. I'd like to
curl into a little ball under warm covers and stare up through skylights
and see birds fly overhead while Sabbath screams passionate bloody
lyric to the symptomatic universe…

Rest my head on fluffy pillows, dance beneath the sheets...

Deux Poésies en Français

:-: Yeux Foncés :-:
Mes yeux voient à travers...
Dans les profondeurs
De votre âme...

:-: Dark Eyes :-:
My eyes see through...
To the depths
Of your Soul (Heart)...

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:-: La Transformation Du Vert :-:
Transformez le vert.
Coeur Chakra.
L'amour est toujours à l'intérieur de vous.

:-: The Transformation of Green :-:
Transform the Green.
Heart Chakra.
The Love is Always Inside You.

Lucid Dream 072706

Going from hallway to hallway in Vegas.
Who knew there were caverns and underground tunnels
That lead into the rooms?
The shortcut is the path to the left.
The elevators don't go to the Level 42.
But, that's where I was told my bags would be left.
Instead, the stairs are mazes and the corridors zig zag.
I want to get to the other end.
There are people I see and know.
Important ones.
And, then there are strangers.
I see you and I wonder...
How did you get to where I am?
I've never dreamt about you before.
My GPS location shouldn't be so easy to track.
And, it's the second cameo in a row in two nights.
Does that mean something?
It must.
Nah, It probably doesn't.
Chances are - It's random.
Or Synchronicity.
Or Serendipity.
Or, Whatever.
I'm just gonna go with it.
Ok, continue.
There's a convention going on that I'm visiting,
But, not really wanting to get involved with.
I've been to way too many in my life.
I never told anyone I was coming.
I turn a corner.
A bellhop finds me and directs me to a booth.
I've got a call
Which I pretend to take, but don't.
I don't really like talking on the phone anyway.
I'm finally in the main casino.
I look around and the place smells funny.
Why is there no gambling?
Oh, I see it.
Over there.
There's a little section for Roulette.
Place your bets.
You know, I only bet on numbers.
Never red or black or on the lines or corners or the outside.
And never, ever 0 or 00.
The odds are definitely in favour of the House.
But tonight, I'm placing it all on 23.
It's covered all around.
8 chip stacks x 10 high.
Calculate the win.
I walk away before seeing where the ball lands.
Don't doubt it.
Michael Jordan's number.
We've got the same birthday.
That's why 17's another favorite.
Scanning the Interiorscape...
I notice that everyone has legs, arms and hands.
Most of the time they don't.
Seriously.
Not in my dreams.
I just can't make out all the faces.
Around an old bar full of gathered souls.
I order a cocktail
And, toast my spirit to the spirits.
Cheers.
I look up.
Hello.
I'm glad you're here.
It's the eyes.
The smile.
I've known you for some time now.
There's a comfort and familiarity
Mixed in a potion of
Soda pop fizzy bubble delight
And nervous hiccups.
I see you differently in a good way.
In that moment,
I realize something...
That I've been unconscious to awake.
It's a knowing that I know now,
That I didn't know before.
Or, maybe I was aware of...
But, just couldnt admit...
And could never say out loud.
But, maybe in this state...
Of lucid dreamscape reverie...
Alchemy manifests.
Dynamo principle.
Mars-Venus interaction.
Polarity function - Electric.
Connected understanding.
Subtract words.
Multiply feelings.
Deciphered Codex...
Of Beating Hearts...
Of Crush Revealed...
We step outside...

And hand in hand on the edge of the sand
We danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
We danced by the light of the moon...

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