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Mind Blower - Journal Ziii

MIND BLOWER – JOURNAL XIII Dreams can be weird crazy. True. But a totally senseless dream can disorient you, Befuddle your first waking minutes. Like, this wildness has lasted so long into sleep As to literally infect the waking awareness. One must now examine, carefully, one’s daily routine to regain sanity. Brushing teeth – you are an artist painter cleaning The Waling Wall. Putting on your clothes – you imagine you’re laying on skin. You step into the kitchen gingerly – you might be atop a high precipice. Fortunately the first cup of coffee brings you back – it looks muddy, but tastes o.k. In the last few I determine to pinch myself awake. Sanity is very dear. Alzheimer’s could be near.

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Date: 8/10/2014 5:18:00 PM
bring on some more journal pages, my friend!!
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Date: 8/8/2014 11:29:00 PM
Well that should get us thinking Daver ..' L O L)) You seem to be doing quite some varied writes these days, enjoyed this one as well..'
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Date: 8/8/2014 8:54:00 PM
thanks for seeing my last poem. You are a friend to treasure, Daver!
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Date: 8/5/2014 3:30:00 PM
oh my, don't even THINK of that dreadful disease. I pray to God you avoid it, my good friend. I enjoyed your poem. Love how your journal is progressing!
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