between_waking_and_sleeping sabbie and i carefully wove myself wings from feathers and hair from my brush i carried them outside and tied them on and with such powerful strokes strokes strokes i flew to the Omiegnah Kareena (the castle of the new world) high in the sky and lit by the sun. i was met at the entrance by a woman i have seen before who took me in, tired and sore, offered me a cup of tea but then, with such sorrow in her eyes advised me that i had too many secrets and i would have to go back. the castle disolved around me and the last thing i saw was the clouds closing in around her face. my wings disintergrated and i was falling falling falling back to earth. and when i awoke, my body ached with so many things unsaid 011221 ... ClairE You know, when it hurts to wake up? It was real, in a sense. 011221 ... . . 050517 ... Pisoo Mojadoo twilight dreamscape dreams escape from shadows we glimpse momentarily before dissent 050517 ... Some_Hominid_Meat Between Waking And Sleeping, Between Life And Death The Young Antilochus Caught His Last Sensation, Smooth Limbed Smooth Faced Youth, Poor Fallen Fool, There The Wolf And Her Ken Stand Devouring His Naked Limbs, That Last Sensation, Then All's Black As Nature's Dictate Is He Annihilates: Is-Not Not in Present or Future Gone As Meat Once Warrior Vore_Fantasy Vorarephilia_Stuff 050518 ... three words between_waking_and_sleeping i_disappear flappings 060209 ... caresscoffee How can you prove whether at this moment we are sleeping, and all our thoughts are a dream; or whether we are awake, and talking to one another in the waking state? 060210 ... Syrope oh god there's nothing to throw up i'm trying to vomit my soul 060211 what's it to you? who go blather from