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I had 6 hours of sleep last night, and so now i am the real true me, and I'm writing the way

I know I can. Love, Caren

Beyond the wispy, secretive slick and silent faerie wonderland Forthwith and within, and among the angels, are mindful mountains, Protecting the delicate,feeling-forth creatures, who slumber amongst the roses. Roses of colors not experienced on this planet, because these rose colors are reserved for when humans reach heaven's gates, and not to be seen until. Shimmering, delicate wing-tipped creatures, lie among the soft looking yet hard crevices of Rubies, Emeralds, Diamonds, and Topaz. The Topaz Tower is a sacred place in Faerie Valley; Only the Master Hoytahs, the most empathetic, and delicate and all-time knowing and caring faeries are invited to lie there in their nightly dream-doings. I was twenty nine hundred and three before I was shown the Hoytahs lair. It was here all along, but until you master a certain faerie level, it's a parallel universe unseen and unheard by a faerie. Even the best faeries, the ones I always supposed were much Godlier than me, have not yet entered the Topaz. When it first appeared to me, I flew right inside, which delighted the Hoytahs. They clapped and cheered and hugged me for seven days and eleven nights. one forgot to give his charges dreams during this time, he was so delighted with my progress. He has ever since been super delighted with me, so we sleep entwined, my JobleK and me. He is much kinder, and much nicer, and much more generous, and he's teaching me to follow my heart which has made me give the best inspirational dreams of all times to my charges on Earth. I am not sure how many charges other faeries have, but I am in charge of giving hopes and dreams, and goals and love, and spirit advice to thirty-seven thousand Earthlings a night. I have my favorites, but we're not supposed to and that might take me back a few levels, so I'm careful not to show the others this truth which is so hard, faeries being empathetic and telepathic. I was empathetic and telepathic on earth too, but there it is a major deficit, and a detriment to be these "ridiculous and silly kind of" things. When I was an Earth-person, being in crowds was a major nightmare. The malls, and celebrations and Earth ceremonies and marathons and parades give a Hoytah an instant splitting headache, or side ache or neck ache. Or back ache. I used to lie and wail after those back aches. I didn't care if I died sometimes when they came on. When my family used to cheer about going to the State Fair I used to hide and sob, sometimes keening. The thoughts of the angry would surround me during State Fair time, because the angry feelings, the murder feelings, the I -want-to-hurt-a-puppy feelings are much stronger than hope and love and peace feelings on that awful planet. These nightmare feelings would give me a splitting headache, and a back ache and make me sick. Sometimes I would throw up, which was good, because then I got to go back to the camper, and take a nap. Hoytah's love naps, especially depressed Earth-Hoytahs. The darling, lilt-laughing genuinely-loves-us princess faerie is making her rounds now, to make sure we are sending the best thoughts we can to the planet, because we need to let these little ones know that we are all one; no one is apart from everyone else. Skin color and hair color and religion and politics is trying to divide them and make them sad and mad and mean, and it is our job to let the little ones know division will not bring hope or love or peace. It's time to lead, my Earth angels. It's time to stand up, and say "we are not divided. You are all my brothers and sisters, and we are all one." Only then can we have planet peace, and isn't that what we YAWN want? Love, your Muse

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Date: 4/11/2018 5:15:00 PM
This is like a dream sequence, Caren. Like the imagery and also the use of alliteration. (And "division" never brings hope, love or peace.) Enjoyed very much, Carolyn
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/12/2018 12:07:00 AM
Thank you for reading this, Carolyn, and much more importantly not saying "I'm not sure this is even poetry," because that is why the green monster was yelling in my head as I was trying to hold up my imaginary stop sign and stop him.
Date: 4/11/2018 3:46:00 PM
WoW! Caren, You are an amazing story teller. I found this write to be magical, enchanting and engaging. You held my attention from start to finish. I really loved the overall message " We are one, no matter whether color or creed. Division keeps us apart and unity brings together. I enjoyed where your muse led you with this one. Good ink . Excellent job:-) Alexis
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/12/2018 12:08:00 AM
I teach this day and night, front to back school door to home. Students to grandchildren to husbands. Oops. I meant husband of course.

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