tarkis's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I hate losing entries I lost my entry this morning.. i lost my dream of the forest and flowers.. my dream of the funny person with long this nose smoking a pipish like thing sitting atop a mushroom... I lost my trip throught the forest..skipping happier than I can remember being towards the fullfillment of my future, past and present all in one.. I lost my words of that feeling... but I did not lose the dream or how it has made me feel... how I have to believe that at least in another reality is the truth and love that I seem to have searched for all of my life in this reality. Because in my dream... I was happy... I was completely happy... and I like how that felt. Oh, to never wake again... how precious a thought. but the alarm woke me this morning... before I saw his face.. before I knew who I was skipping in the forest towards surrounded by such beautiful and fragrant flowers... to the sounds of flutes and harps filling the forest with sound unlike songs I know now... as my satin covered slippers so gently touched the path.. but I wasn't sad... because I know at least in one reality I am truly happy... 8:26 a.m. - 2003-07-29 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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