it will pass 2


... do you take any stock of your dreams ... do you make decisions based on your dreams ... are dreams crucially important ... do dreams trigger ... do they make things clear ...can dreams be your friend ...do you ever remember your dreams ... can you ever forget ... can you erase dreams ... do you think about anything else other than your dreams ... 

... i’m reminded of a dream ... i don’t want to restore the dream even if I could ... it would lead to despair ...  yet it was there ... it was there with all its obstacles ... it was a crazy dream ... an unfulfilled dream ... well it had been partially  realized ... like a dream made visible through a fogged up window and you can see your own reflection though not out the window ... 

 ... you see a physical reflection of yourself in a fog ... walking through this long tunnel in an art gallery ... you’ve entered the back and are walking the wrong way ... at least the opposite of the intended way ... you’re a virtual fragment of yourself ... an intruder ... trying to get back to something or somewhere ... 

... your intuitive ability to see without looking has always allowed an escape from the real but now walking through the tunnel three magpies perch in the shadows of doubt between belief and unbelief dreaming at the folly of dreaming ... the magpies chuckle ... you are part of their prophetic and poetic dream ... you want to name them authenticity, integrity and disobedience ... they chuckle as only magpies do at your desire to name them ... 
persol photo detail of Minhwa 
... in regards to power and status i vaguely recall in Korean Minhwa magpies represent "the people” ...  but I could be wrong ... unclear and beautiful ... that is the way most things are from a distance ... i am simply the scribe copying down the dreams as dreamed yet can't help but complete images with additions, adornments and appropriate words ... naming the magpies was my succumbing to temptation at a moment of despair in the cracks and weaknesses of certainty ... if it is the magpies who dream ... the dream is either revelatory or imaginative ... return to the dream ... to continue ... 

... the magpies chuckle ... you hear the  echoes of their chuckling ... it seems dangerous ... you turn where the echoes imitate the snatches of slaughtered  laughter ... go on they seem to implore ... commands and prohibitions can reveal more from behind ... you take off your shoes and socks ... barefoot is your way ...



::Note:: ... don't know where this is going ... maybe nowhere ... previously 1 ...


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