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Friday, August 20, 2004
a dreaming eternal


I had a dream. I met a man... a very special man. I said, "I'm completely crazy about your..." and he said "I'm wild about yours too."

we found there were other things we both liked. things we had in common. things we both liked to talk about. one day, though, a mean old monster came and snarled at us... scared us silent.

suddenly we were in another place - as if this was the same time only different, and we were together again. really together. we climbed, higher than we ever were & higher than we ever expected we'd be. and we talked again. we held hands. inspected each other's eyes for the truth of what was, and discovered the truth of what is. he said, "I hope you weren't..." and I replied quickly, "no, I wasn't, but I was afraid...". and he told me he was sorry, and I told him I was sorry too.

we kissed. we touched. we hugged. we whispered. suddenly we were grasping, greedy. desperately, furiously covering all the spaces and filling the holes at a party for two. one asked, "are you sure?" and the other answered, "oh yes." and so one discovered answers, yes and no, to questions long-unanswered; branded them into a retina with the touch of a light fingertip. the other discovered the taste of an old wonder and wished for more time to taste the rest until finished. there was a chance the police might get involved with the moon smiling so helpfully... but the shirts waved permission as they covered the underwear's eyes, and the breeze sauntered past unconcerned even while the darkness snickered its complicity. imagination was satisfied until it burst into life once more. a coat flew away with the evidence and the party ended, but even in the end there was born a new beginning.

and so we continued... we talked, we thought, we shared, we prodded each other to broader creativity. brightened eyes, swelling tissues, furious hearts, amazing new understandings. tidbits of knowledge kept imagination alive and working overtime to outdo one and another in the game, but even individual victory brought dual reward.

and then the game changed. he said, "my thoughts are the same. promise. it's difficult, but nothing has changed. promise. I'll be back with you soon. promise. give me a few days. promise. I feel the same. promise." and so I waited, game piece hovering uncertainly over unused spaces, wondering if I should roll the dice again before his return. passing time with inspection of past plays in an attempt to determine strategy.

somewhere, a dog barked. but even so, time went by and he wasn't there. everything changed. he never came back, certainly not soon. a few days followed one after the other after another into a bubbling, eternal meltdown of promising possibilities. I watched carefully so I wouldn't burn anything. the recipe card said 'simmer until done', but the finished picture wasn't attached and I never have been an overly confident cook.

now that I think about it I have to wonder when - or if - I woke up. maybe he really was just my dream. with all that promise, I had come to believe there were actually two dreamers in one dreamscape. now I'm not so sure... doubt brings fool(ish) wakefulness. perhaps this all just means I'm a rather successful dreamer. or possibly not, because it seems the dream has ended.

or has it?

either way, I must confess: I miss him even when I'm not dreaming.

babbled by loz - 02:47 am

Carolina
August 7, 2008   04:06 PM PDT
 
oh wow beautiful
walking through your past (blogs) here
loving it :)

(why am I here? m's indirect doing really .. and your silence:)
loz
August 20, 2004   01:43 PM PDT
 
ain't that just the truth, Nic? sometimes reality is less credible than the dream.

Lyly... thanks :).

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Lyly
August 20, 2004   10:29 AM PDT
 
Very nice. Love your wordz in paragraph 4. Lots to think about.
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Nic
August 20, 2004   03:30 AM PDT
 
I have tried to keep that dream alive for 2 1/2 years and now find myself asking the same questions, wondeing how much is my dream vs reality and how much my lie to myself
     



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