Sunday Aug 17, 2008

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Things are never what they are. They are always something else...even when they are what they are.

Who am I to say a rose is red and beautiful, to you it may be gentle vapor and abrupt.

Sometimes I imagine myself as something else...

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Do you know dream speak?
The language we communicate when we dream?
Can you communicate it with me?
Sometimes its very lonely and it seems everyone else only knows english. I speak fluent taste sight, very good sharp rippling zig zags and other dialects if you wish.

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