"A Shaman made me" |
I am in the front yard of my old house and see a woman driving a red mustang through the neighbors yard towards my fence in a counter-clockwise direction. She gets out of the car at some point.&...
Posted by Andrew on Fri, 07 Sep 2007 03:04:00 PST |
"Crepto-Crodon" |
I drank the holy water with a wittily quick quaff and set it down on its pedastal. Soon I could not speak and signaled to my family writing messages with my finger into cloth, we've been drugged...
Posted by Andrew on Tue, 14 Aug 2007 07:12:00 PST |
Sonorous, my soliloquy |
Music that sounds like city lights painting redwood trees and urban cathedrals dusk eclipses car windows set in upwardly vertical highways West and Heaven led green and blue deliveries sent at the spe...
Posted by Andrew on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 10:00:00 PST |
Sea thrown |
With atypical state of consciousness, magnifying surges through nervous system seeingcolored emanations with eyes closed, hearing the conversations among the unknown. There was a long chain...
Posted by Andrew on Sun, 15 Jul 2007 04:01:00 PST |
golden dawn violet sky dream theater |
dream
Driving East on Harlem Road. Spiraling and crashing, creating an accident with a toy replica of a delivery truck in my hands.
Make way to the nearby grocery store now defunct. A...
Posted by Andrew on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 08:48:00 PST |
death dream |
I am sitting in the middle of a city street, the sun is going down, no ones around. There's a mirror there, and it doesn't look like me, in fact, I am another person with another story. Like a Eunuc...
Posted by Andrew on Sat, 07 Jul 2007 09:31:00 PST |
are you free? |
on our tongues perch three wordslike a songbird yearningto singno need for squalid saviors and bootleg deitiesstreaming sedative skeletons on our t.v.'sno need for a prophecywhen o...
Posted by Andrew on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 01:31:00 PST |
Just sitting |
on a brick led bench cornered in concrete mandala. Rusted iron tree bound- hovering above fallen leaves and harrowed simile. Slate slabs ting and crack like clay artifacts. Perpendic...
Posted by Andrew on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 05:25:00 PST |
The Fool |
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Fool becoming the Magician -The fool is the beginning of the journey with wide eyed wonder , the magician is the same fellow a bit more mature on his way already on the journey.The Fool-A young pers...
Posted by Andrew on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 11:16:00 PST |
dream writing life |
3/29/07 dreaming
I walk into a restaurant from the city street, my dad is running the place. I walk over to the left-hand side of the place and see this woman my mom knew, but I did not. W...
Posted by Andrew on Sat, 31 Mar 2007 12:58:00 PST |
