Engulfed in the consequences of your own guilt.

Oh!  sure.... whatever 'YOU'  say is Gospel........... Matthew, Mark, Luke...........

A rock that was easy to pick up off the ground yesterday.... is not today... but Oliver has several in his possession.. and one of 7 just  for you, in my minds eye view..... they have become precious....

His punctuation, and more much much more,  is Askew ...... SO...........

Here is my new format....................

Loosing Signal.....................

Thanks for all the ideas.............  Yours a vast flowing  River of...........

In Order of importance............

He sat next to his mother on the Shuttle bus yesterday down to the Key's .... she placed her bag between them... it was full of shiny trinkets.......

He looked again  did a double take... studied her facial  features...  it damn sure looked like her, as best his recall... but they were near or of the same age now............... in this window of time and she was happy... slamming beer after beer.. and commenting on how good the warmth felt of the Sun... when the driver slid the side door open to let passengers in and out...

Isn't it   funny?   "No good deed goes unnoticed  or Unpunished"  he learned from the young woman on her way ....... seated next to him there on the bus......... a week earlier... Wasn't she on her way to Iowa too... and delivering him a message.....? She wrote notes for him..... and said he was on impending Success... she seemed so sure of it... he had better soon review them.... he thought about pulling on her tightly braided  pony tail with a little green rubber band on the very end.... he entertained the thought... and she had such pretty white teeth....  how did she get them so white?

Just Earlier............

He had reminded the Bahamian taxi driver who tried to rip him off yesterday...  of something that he missed...

Fried, Cracked Conch..........
and a Bahamian  breakfast dish called Fire Engine..........
and the barge that picks up fresh water on the North end of Andros Island delivering it to New Providence....... Yes MON......  as he rose out of melancholy .......

The drivers stance immediately softened......... they had become pals.........

All the contacts we make....... and perhaps refuse to see................... in sojourn....

It is a laughing matter but not a Mockery................

RESERVATIONS........ for Heaven please..................... over here........ over here........

Or is it just the man made term...'schizophrenia'   kicking in?

At,  What is knocking at 'YOUR'  door.................. and mine.

Yesterdays nightmare..................

and then things changed.......

Sitting next to nobody's  Fools...............

Our dual selves.........

Why they were from the Quad City's.......... and  Iowa........

Earlier that day he was reminiscing  about being cloaked or robed in fear......

listening to the woman seated behind him in the Ft. Lauderdale bus station.... popping bubble wrap and greatly annoying him........

Greyhound can Suck........ a big one.........

and   so can............................... being..........

'Engulfed in the consequences of your own guilt'

Dreams and Reality's never to seldom shall the twain cross

Never to seldom shall the twain cross.... ever notice?  With dreams and then subsequent   reality?.........

I suppose it could just be an opinion?............ maybe not fact.

Non the less.........

Never part off the dream of inclusion............

Imagine with me if you will........... as we drift off........

Never really having been any part of anybody else's  dream.... Ever.....

BOO HOO...........

It     'Tweren't'      meant to be........... 

Any part of anybody else's dream  EVER... or in the first place.... Nor in the planning.

Not having been asked.....
Never revealed,
Young  beautiful , Stark Naked and there you are just standing there......... peering out the window at the dawns sky on fire.

No one other's  task to dream for you.

But, you're own vision of and for yourself...........

Your JOY of inclusion and sharing with others is not necessarily  ....  ' Theirs' as

Never part of the dream of inclusion...........

Dreams and Reality's never to seldom shall the Twain Cross.

Or be one and the same.