the oversouls
it didn’t happen here. Didn’t happen here.
A dream within a dream
so familiar You forget.
Wrists and thumbs cant trace
or summon your tense breath.
you are not Here
or all there
you began with honesty
ended in obscurity
shadows from your memory
looked everywhere
no
and I
cant wait
or pretend.
So take me to the end.
posted by Pareidolia at 7/24/2006 12:04:00 AM
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is it okay if I ask who began with honesty and ended in obscurity?
the man in the moon
I'm telling you, troof is hilarious
wow thanks for the photo. can I steal that one too? I am thief. I like to look through people's desks when they let me. unless you are pretending again
when did i pretend?
i like that old leather-bound journal/satchel... mmm... looks as if secrets are bundled up inside.
I like: how the antediluvian meets the contempo
And how there is a pair of glasses. Humanness
And how it’s nicely messy. Humanness again
And how those tantra reads imply that I was not wrong about my meeting you.
Don’t know about that lilac box though…
I like the charts and the spreadsheet. Seastars. The image that is on your computer screen appears twice.
And how there is so much sub-material. I am so honored to become a part of the excavation team that quests inside of this beautiful mind-soul of yours
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