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"But in dreams..."

I was waiting for a plane to arrive. I guess it was a highway with prairie grasses around it and an open canyon dropping off nearby. There were a pair of filing cabinets just standing like odd-duck guards in the middle of the road. Not exactly the place to catch a plane, but I knew I was dreaming so it was okay. I love dreams. They feel like balm on my brains.
So, while I was waiting, sitting on the bumper of a parked car, a truck drove up with other people also waiting for the plane. There was a young woman there, about my age and very pretty. She had playful glint to her eyes and smiled at me. I smiled back and we kept waiting.

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To My Most Respected RivalI am as the air that surrounds me and the breath that carries my every word. I would do anything to have you but change. My thoughts are my actions, my actions are nothing more than the thoughts of my mind and the beliefs of my spirit. Carried out. In truth. I will not pretend to be-- and you know that your love of me exists because I am that which cannot be swayed.
We are soulmates who, unbending, will never meet, but stare across the gulf at that which we will never have. Neither will bow that the other might hold dominance. Ye To My Most Respected Rival
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Born in the Year of the HorseWhat a bright young colt he was.  Oh, he had the makings of a fine stallion.  To all the world a grand and powerful thing-- but to himself only an animal of labor.
Born solitary in a small town, he was alight with hopes and dreams.  Ceaselessly ambitious.  Ambitiously impatient.  It was not long before he did extraordinary things.  And always with another dream to chase.
"I will do this.  And when I'm done, I will do that."
But it was not enough.  He was still in a small town.  He was still unrecognized by the world outside.  Fearful he was doomed to die as colorless as his many aunts and uncles.  A grav Born in the Year of the Horse
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"But in dreams..."I was waiting for a plane to arrive. I guess it was a highway with prairie grasses around it and an open canyon dropping off nearby. There were a pair of filing cabinets just standing like odd-duck guards in the middle of the road. Not exactly the place to catch a plane, but I knew I was dreaming so it was okay. I love dreams. They feel like balm on my brains.
So, while I was waiting, sitting on the bumper of a parked car, a truck drove up with other people also waiting for the plane. There was a young woman there, about my age and very pretty. She had playful glint to her eyes and smiled at me. I smiled back and we kept waiting. "But in dreams..."
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Sat Sep 1, 2007, 12:36 AM

Right now I'm going back over the old "Enigmas" work and adding stuff to it.
When I'm done it will be a totally different story, but that will be fun, too.

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Current Residence: a tiny tent in the halls of the Eeenglish department
Interests: writing, the attainment of power-- basically the same thing
Favourite artist: ex-boyfriend... can't help that
Favourite poet or writer: all of them
Shell of choice: lobster/crab, tasty meat underneath
Skin of choice: human... more tasty meat underneath
Personal Quote: (of sharp objects) "Okay, okay, okay-- I don't care! Just yank it out already!!!"
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*denlm Apr 11, 2008, 6:06:18 AM

Hello Deviant friend!
If you haven't seen my journal, a quick update. I am moving the remainder of jon.com and any of my future manuscripts to a professional/personal web site where I hope to attract additional readers, an agent and a publisher or two. I would love to put you in my data base so you receive information about new chapters as they are written. If you are interested, would you please respond to me in a NOTE with your:
Name
Address
Email address
Sex
Age
And if you are so inclined, a sentence or two telling why you like my work, which I could use as a testimonial if needed.

I sure would appreciate it. BTW, I'll still be around dA. I'd miss all you guys too much. I've made some valuable friends here, and I hope I can count you among them. Thanks.
Denise