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cascading droplets, bloop bloop
floating along on semi-conscious aromas.
sensing everything around turning sour,
and battling it with an outpouring of sweet.

A spectacle of angry beauty,
spitting fire and molten desire,
descends from the heavens,
and asks us to change.

HAHA! We say.
Who are you to ask such a thing?
A witch from the sky would probably like us to die!

NONO! She says.
I am memory and love and drive all rolled into one!
I am more than a mere realization of your insanity.
I am tempting and touting and pretending and now!
I am here with you, let’s have some fun!

Since I cried out a bit the other day, I have been finding minor showers of love raining down on me from unexpected directions.

That has a way of continuing to happen. I just reach out, and somebody notices and reaches back. When I feel a little lost, a light appears. A light is a simple thing, but it is the only thing separating us from darkness.

Maybe if we can work together to aim our individual lights together at the same thing, we might be able to illuminate something of real interest.

I’m thinking of small things.
Lots of small things, circling about looking for one another.
If they do happen to find each other, they don’t know what to do. They just bump into each other and stop for a moment, puzzled, and then continue on. Maybe they don’t even actually realize they are looking for each other. And then maybe they really aren’t even looking for each other at all. Maybe they really are just flying around with no purpose at all.

Lately, I’ve been starting to not really even want to check my email. I know, GASP, and all that. It just seems like less and less of my email is actually friendly. Most of it is telling me about some new problem or asking me about some new this or that. And some of it is heated discussions I don’t care very much about or blah blah blahing I could do without.

I don’t have much energy to do much about this, either. It seems like it might be a sign of some sort. I would like it to be a sign of a dramatic change in my life. I feel like I’ve said that before, too. Things have been changing, but I feel like I want something in particular to change. I feel like I want something to enter my life that really just takes a seat squarely between me and everything else I care about. I want to fall in love.

I just dreamed about beating up a very short man handcuffed to a wall. He had handcuffed himself to the wall in front of a poster for his new record. It was called ‘four times seven’ for some reason. He wanted me to buy a copy. He was a feisty little guy. For some reason, I decided to pound on him a bit instead. I didn’t beat him up too bad, though. I felt bad about it afterwards, too. I helped him get down off the wall. It sort of seemed like he might have been used to getting beat up.