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Monday, March 24, 2008
Grief, Jimmy.
I am at a testing facility. The facility is warm and inviting with an emphasis on learning and growth. My company is there to test reading and writing abilities, logic, and proprioception. Some employees are having their balance tested in what looks to me like a racquetball court. The wooden floors are clean and glossy. One of my fellow employees is telling everybody what to expect during the plyometric testing phase. I have to go into another room to take my logic test. The room is an elementary school cafeteria. There is a TV on next to me as I take the test. The TV is showing a horror movie called Grief, Jimmy. The title is the word grief in black, a red slash of blood as the comma, Jimmy in Black and a drop of blood as the period. In the movie a man's shadow is killing all of his friends. He doesn't know who is killing all of his friends and the part of the movie that is showing on the TV is the exposition at the very end of the movie when the villain explains his motive. Jimmy is crying on the side of a snowy ski slope. His friends are dead all around him. His shadow is holding all of his friends' mangled bodies ans speaks to Jimmy through one of his friend's mouth. "Why are you all looking at me!" Jimmy cries. "Because, out here, there's so much grief, Jimmy. We just want you to see some familiar faces." I am crying. I am in an old warm two story building. There are glossy hardwood floors and walls. I am comfortable but I am crying as I look out into the starts. The starts are exaggerated and huge. I can see other galaxies close up as I decide which to focus on. I am crying because I feel that I have missed my chance to travel the stars. All I can do is look at them. I missed my chance to be a star traveler. I am destined for great things I am crying but I will not give up.......wake up.
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I'm always having dreams
very colorful ones
and even nightmares are intriguing
I had "dream" to make a blog named
The Blog of my Dreams> strangely enough, you did:)
When I bumped at your beautiful blog
I could resist to share this with you.
Keep in dreaming
keep in typing.
I like to use my dreams to make art
and some of my pieces came out directly out of them
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