Dreaming | Dreaming
Apr.22.2013
The word 'dream' shimmers with nuance and promise as no other. From the inspiration to succeed, the nocturnal roaming of the soul through weird and wonderful spaces, the hypnagogic visions on the brink of sleep, the imaging of hopes and memories in daylight hours, to the very nature of our human...
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Feb.20.2013
The universe is full of serendipity. On a break between meetings, contemplating my day and sipping coffee, I prepared to mediate. Basically I was visualizing how I wanted the day to flow. Into my email's box comes a fortune cookie for writers. #363 quotes a fictional character,...
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Jan.09.2013
Swimming up from the darkest depths,
Fragments of my dream
cling to my consciousness,
like tentacles.
Slowly I become aware of the warmth
of your shoulder,
and the steady beat of your heart.
Your breath- rising and falling
gently lulling me back to sleep.
© annettealaine-2013
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Dec.07.2012
The fog has lifted, delivering a uniformly flat gray sky outlining the nearest trees and buildings.
Looking out the window, I see the day, but I see the past. I see the things that stopped me before and the things that hurt. I see the lessons learned and the child, the boy and the man...
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Oct.24.2012
Iv’e been having these dreams I’ve been addicted to,
suspending me to the bed.
They outlive life,
and make me live in a world I am dead in.
When I wake up,
I go back to sleep, waiting for another story.
And when the pictures begin,
I never want to live again.
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May.26.2012
Had more nocturnal dreams with the white robed man last night. He taught me more although the lessons' details all escape recollection. The best I can remember is that he said something to me about Crohn's disease. I don't know if he was trying to tell me that I or someone else had it or he was...
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May.02.2012
The paint comes out thick and heavy and reminds me of clotted cream that i once ate on scones in a castle in the West of Ireland. Doused with strawberry jam and cream i fell into the scones adrift in sensation unknown until then. Painting can do that, bring out the contemplative soul in one, cause...
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Jan.12.2012
There is no gala tonight, Ego.
My big-bang cancels out your big-bang – if not now, then now.
So, take off your tuxedo. No one’s gonna show up for your big ego debut – everyone is already here and infinitely early.
Recognize: the only impact we feel is the very one that we...
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Oct.22.2011
Blueberries drip from my ear lobes like jewels and they catch the sunlight to throw their special blue light about the place where I happen to be. Strawberries coat my lips and a dusting of cinnamon sprinkles my skin. Freckles remain from Summer like light sultanas waiting for a...
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Sep.28.2011
We all dream. All of us. Every time we go to sleep. You may or may not remember your dreams, but you still dream nonetheless. Many folks throughout ancient history believed dreams are significant to our everyday live’s.
Dreams are believed to foretell the future, giving you indications as to how to...
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