in my mind

A character in this reality, each of us is a character in each episode. Everyone else is watching in another reality. Who is to say what is known? What if all that is known is just perceived? Everything we know is almost everything that we have been told. If our ancestors figured their own truths, why are we not looking for our own?

-in my mind

Friday, September 17, 2010


Swimming in a pool of salty water with sharks, taking strides to get to the other side, 
they have me by my feet, the cigar lit, the drag sent my back to the ground,
I land on fluffy white clouds, there is lag between the long and the short hand,
I watch her walk away, and her face fade from my memory,
in between my hand slid sand, I'm in between somewhere and nowhere,
never getting back is my only fear, when I turn around her face was covered with tears,
who she is, it was unclear, I am here, 
someone grabbed me from behind, pretty hands around my shoulders,
I could not turn, so I looked down again
She had cold dead hands, panic, alarmed,
I struggle to get loose, I fell face down into salty water, taking strides, running from the sharks,
I went up for air, and my head lifts from in between her legs,
She had long dark hair and long dark eyebrows, her beauty sent a smile on my face, 
and my head fell in between her legs, 
I saw smoke, my head lift from ghost hands lighting my cigar,
I turn three sixty and I was sole, standing in the middle of the ocean
staring at the reflection of the sky on water
that went for eternity

© EOU 2010

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Some stories are fabricated, some stories are imaginative, some stories are not your own, and some are factual, but all are stories that is an individuals and he must share so that he feels the world part of him, not just him part of the world