lucid dreaming and preludes to kisses

12 hours of lucid dreaming and a wishy-washy night out later

my dreams were long and dramatic
possibly the reason why i couldn't tear myself away from the bed
doing so i sacrificed friends' wedding and schoolwork
dreams of prayers, ghostly little girls sitting on ledges
weird

a night out in me spanking blue MJ shoes, sent my arches to hell
but i mastered the art of dancing supremely in them
music was cut n dried save for the memory lane indie tracks
james levelle couldnt have made it better either

update on the love game :
mr magoo 1
me 0

but it could've been 2-0 if i had called him down to the party
he acted in character
i acted out of character
i'm proud, and i didn't do any rebound thrillseeking either
just basked in the glow of the beautiful ones

my new soultryptic sister : cherry

her definitive qualities that are mirrored in me :
her ability to party alone and her celebration of all things transient in life

all is good
all is full of love

memories of the lingering touch and deportees

friday

i'm in love

not with a person or being but in love with miss destiny

fate's desire to align my experiences into magic

2 films i watched today triggered this

hysterical blindness : uma thurman as a white trash electro a-go-go wired wiry blond looking for love in all the wrong places


"what's wrong with me?? can someone tell me please"
"you have something special that not many people can see"

those 2 lines cut straight through my weary heart

let the games begin..!