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The Sprigs and Spirit of Sistine -14

Many men and women have tried to ruin me, but I am like quartz that cannot be removed from the bedrock of my blessings, I'll tell you, you haven't lived until you've been imprisoned in a den of gaunt lions, it'll test your faith to say the least, dream decoding is my forte my Mother said that I was born with my eyes closed and that my first words were...sleep see... at this very moment I am writing an interpretation of a very quaint dream, A man is walking confidently and quickly through a cold bright moonlight, although alone he feels the spirit of Choice behind him, the path of his whispering passion leads him to the edge of a stiff cliff, he looks to his hands as if to judge them, in his left hand is a pearl, in his right a gold coin, one of the two must be chosen the other thrown below, he weighs their worth pauses like a panther and flicks the coin into the cool abyss... J.A.B.

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Laura Breidenthal

Date: 9/23/2017 2:03:00 AM

Im recalling the story of Daniel, a fearless and faithful prophet in the face of adversity, who revealed such bizarre and memorable prophesy to foes and friends...his interpretation here evokes such an exquisite scene in my mind. The pearl he keeps...a perfect choice....im enthralled. Always, Laura

Justin Bordner
Date: 10/5/2017 6:38:00 PM

The drama of our dreams beseech to enthrall us my clever Poetess...I felt as though the Daniel of Michelangelo's brushstroke wants to speak to the visitor in a nonchalant effort, sharing with those entering his preoccupied presence meaningful anecdotes of his turbulent life in a casual way, while undistracted from his work. While creating the dream of which he shares I thought it would be neat to provide an intriguing dream which remains uninterprated, therefore procuring a more real connection with the Prophet,his gift, and the reader. I believe that I succeeded. Your input stimulates me Laura...J.A.B.