Monday, November 9, 2009

take it from me

the theme that tied it all together was their inability to decipher the difference between reality and illusion. they couldn't figure out what was real and what was fake. what had actually happened and what they had dreamed. what happened this morning and what happened ten years ago. that one woman looked in the mirror and imagined the naval officer. the poor old man spoke to himself without the understanding that there was no one else there. and that young man saw his father in the sky. i cant remember the fine line. its all a blur.

i want it to just happen. i just want it to suddenly hit me, and
voilĂ . there it is, forever and ever. no assistance, no speaking, nothing. just voilĂ .

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