SIFTING THROUGH A SIMPLE DREAM****

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JOURNAL #20

we can not change history

but with advanced technology

we are able to precisely extract

valuable pieces from it

that will not harm the path of its

flow

he confessed to me so softly

and yet still I asked

how can that be

where has such past gone

after all it is/was my present

the future

an amazing prospect to eye

I'm so perfectly drawn into this

fantastic maze of

compartmentalized time

where uncertainty awaits

my anxiousness sings

where is he

the one I want to see

the one who has brought me forth

he actually whispered that I was

his fondest boy hood wish

come to life

when he thought I was sleeping

exhausted by the trip

with my head still spinning

he claims to know me and so well

better than anyone he has ever met

indeed

I crack an eye lash

just to get an unblurred peak at him

its amazing

the instant connection

I feel

for this authoritative austere man

sitting so expectantly before me

it sizzles

chronologically

why, I am much older than he

and yet physically

by sheer force of first sight

he has to have at least twenty

or more years on me

amazing

here I am

wherever that is

so terribly far from home

and yet

closer to what I've longed for

for so very long

come my equally amazed and austere

sir

you now own half the rights to whatever

is left of my newly altered future

our thoughts are but

a dance away..............

(March 15, 1999)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this came from an amazing dream I had.

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