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Dreamscapes

Tom — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 22:00:24 +0000

As of late I have been sleeping pretty well, but it came with a price. A price of not really understanding the dreams I am having. Anyways, my dreams have come extremely vivid to me in the destruction of the world around me. Mountains burning, dark skies, earthquakes, volcanoes and ultimately my death. It’s strange to describe because I watch my death in the dream. It is beginning to disturb me that the dreams a so clear and provoke such a strong emotion. Luckily, a girl is there to rescue me a few times and actually I move across a few settings of previous dreams that I have had. Clearly I need to stop having these dreams before my brain functions completely shut down.

I’d like to know if anyone else has had any crazy dreams lately? Or even just find out what your craziest dream was. Comment and let me know. Let’s get the conversation rolling.

The Dangling Life

Rhonda — Mon, 16 Nov 2009 20:15:21 +0000

Do you remember that morning you woke up and realized, everything has changed? This gradual process has finally taken its toll. I came from that and got to this. I didn’t see it this way; although, I’m not sure I truly remember the futuristic picture I had in my head. Clearly, it wasn’t etched in stone; plans are always bound to change. I’m not sure it was worth all of the pain I feel in my chest. All of the memories that have had a negative effect, they stand out to me as my surroundings reflect, my life choices. Being alone, bearing the pessimism that engulfs me like blazing flames as I pass the blame. The only way to escape the pain is optimism to douse these flames against these false claims. I may question it and hiding behind these smiles, I’m living it; it’ll destroy me just the same. You can’t pass the torch to those running against you. As I awaited the whistle to begin my journey, now almost to the finish line I realize my main mistake; I’m a one-man team. Looking around for someone to help has slowed my steps, not anymore; I’m taking another deep breath. This isn’t the beginning or the end; this life: impermanent suspense.

Chapter Omega

Tom — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 18:53:10 +0000

Part1: Chapter Infinity

She stood outside the coffee house confused at first. It soon became clear what had happened. She looked to her feet and saw the still smoking cigarette butt. It was the same brand that he smoked. A coffee cup still sat on the small wire table. The cup had that warm feeling that had been rapidly cooled by the brisk temperatures. A tear came to her eye.

* * *

She sat across from me smiling. I was lost in her beauty. Her lips moved, but made no noise. It wasn’t just her beauty that caught me, but how she carried herself. We sat in silence for several minutes talking only with our smiles and eyes. It was as if we had already lived an entire life together. She spun the wine glass upon the bottom rim and I followed it with my eyes. She brought the glass to her face and looked up over the rim into my eyes. I was lost in those crisp oaken eyes.

“Whatever I had before no longer matters,” He told her, “Something has happened inside of me. Everything I have ever known about myself has been forgotten, manipulated by your essence and has transformed me into someone new.”

She smiled gently.

“I don’t know why or how, but I know that I don’t want to know. I’ve never admitted to believing in fate, not until the first time I looked into your eyes. Some things are best left unexplained. Today I’m thankful for what is.”

She paused, “All I know is that, after today, I will never have to worry about being alone.”

She grabbed my hand. Our fingers locked together passionately and, once again, there were no words, just raw emotion and the mannerisms did the talking. We knew it was time to go and I stood up from my chair and guided her around the table with my hand and we walked out onto the sidewalk. The sun was setting up the street from where we stood.

The red and orange sunset was a spotlight to our closing performance. I grabbed her by the hand once more and pulled her tight. Our heads framed the setting sun. We could no longer resist, our lips locked for the first time. It was slow and moist. When it was over our heads moved apart slowly and her eyes opened to my smile.

“I WILL see you tomorrow.”

I turned and released her hand and began to run across the street.

Her smile was struck with terror. There wasn’t enough time to react.

My body crinkled along the front side of the oncoming compact car. My body, lifeless before it hit the ground, and skidded across the road.

She ran to me and held his bloodied and mangled body in the middle of the street. She couldn’t be controlled. The free flowing tears consumed her sight and in a moment confessed her undying love for the man she had known, but for a few moments.

The sun crept off the street as it disappeared past the horizon leaving the us in the dusk.

Part 3: Feminine Omega

Not Just Another Day

Rhonda — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 23:51:32 +0000

To reach that point in your life that at one point was seemingly unreachable takes courage and strength. To see your past that was once your present that helped shape your future was the drive you had inside, always, devotion taken to another level. To sit back and realize what you’ve done, if nothing on a large scale to the judging public, to you yourself is the most success. Smiles across your face and endless happiness in your heart. No regrets that come to mind, mistakes that were made are capitalized and underlined, but fonts can’t make them seem any worse; for it’s your acceptance in the words you write down that matters. I’ve realized to be on top you must come from the bottom. To see what’s right you must be wrong, sure…but you’re truly right when you’re not wrong again. We know what we should and shouldn’t do, but we can never truly criticize until we’ve walked in both pairs of shoes. Lived in both day and night, I know how it feels to do and be done out of spite. The only time I ever truly hated me, nobody knew because on my face that disappointment you would never see. That world crumbles hard and fast, when you finally realize it’s your self-happiness that you lack. To every end there’s a beginning, but how do you begin from the end that began when everything ended…a new path.