Tag Archive: dreams

Typing in the dark again

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God?  Are you there? Always. I love the scent of 4 o’clocks just outside my door.  I love the puppies and kitties, I love an open car window as I feel the warm… Continue reading

AIRS

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Some days it’s better to stay awake.  Especially when you have some sort of Airplane Induced Respiratory Syndrome.  I’ll call it AIRS for short.   What’s the real culprit?  Could be a cold.… Continue reading

That warm, fuzzy feeling…

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Hello.  My name is FloridaBorne and it’s presently 4:24am in the dark woods of North Florida…y’all. For today’s foray into Dreamworld, Microsoft was trying to sell me an electric blanket…in Florida…where it’s presently… Continue reading

Demented Dreamworld

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All right (or in this case–NOT all right) Insomnia has progressed from not being able to GET to sleep or STAY asleep, to Being able to get to sleep but not STAY asleep. Does… Continue reading

Experience

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Once upon a time a young girl sat upon the centipede Bermuda grass. Across the golden-yellow sunset scene dreaming as an airplane floated past. . “One day, I’ll be the passenger and then… Continue reading

Dream World Sucks

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Dreams used to be fun, but *wham* ask the universe a few questions and dreams become hard work!   First, there were the getting lost dreams.   Then there were the hide-from-the-dinosaurs dreams.… Continue reading

The trouble with dreams

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  Water, always the water pouring past my feet… drowning in seas of mud or caught in a tsunami’s grasp. . Lost, always…endless…searching, straying far from home,  languishing amid trees, as the road… Continue reading

Journey

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To go where light and dark do not exist… a place where pain and fear have no domain, as one with all there is… to journey there and be within the love that… Continue reading

Where Do I Go?

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Do you want to know how weird my dreams can get?  God is cooking scrambled eggs on a gas stove.  A small speck of egg flies out of the pan, shooting through the… Continue reading

Parasite vs Sunlight

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  Woke up with a hog dog in my bed, and these words in my head:   Sunlight, parasites and birds of paradise. (You’d think my brain could at least get the song(s)… Continue reading