a bit of dreaming....my arm was covered with scabby burn marks, which I went to peel away and pick at the scab, and I removed pieces of scab I found the flesh beneath was healed....

today I feel like I cried 1001 tears in my sleep, no longer certian if this is how I when I first woke up, but at some point I realize, certianly before now, that there is a deep sadness, drowned then washed back to shore, drowned then washed back to shore, time to leave this sandy place take a few grain for the glass, and move on, something is missing, feels like I've lost something, something that can never be regained...you get so close sometimes, so close, patience, that's what I've lost, wait for it, timing...

sand on a beach.... moments in times.... it's not over yet....



there is no greater illusion then fear,
no greater wrong then preparing to defend yourself,
no greater misfortunate then having an enemy' -tao de ching

nerdcore rulez.

I was coming home from work on the bus yesterday after work, and sitting in the back of the bus where a couple of kids talking, a guy and a girl, probably somewhere between 15-19 in age, well what interested me was when the kid started talking about time travel and designing house that was a maze, with time traps and floors that where side by side, a system of elevators that only when one way, and stairs that when another. Gamer geeks, gotta love it. He went on to explain to the girl about how more of his ingenious ideas. He when on and on about his house maze, and other other great maze in his game, and the maze guardians. One of which was a cube with each face being a portal, from which the cube could summon from each face a different beast, the cube also was immune to physical damage, or rather would store any damage and could in turn release this damage later on whomever was attacking it. The boy questioned her as to how such a thing might be defeated, asking if magic was required, after she gave up, he told that that the trick was to step through one of the portals and turn in off from the inside, where the control mechanism was. Just had to share case the whole conversation amused me, there where time I thought to interject, but probably best that I didn't, also remembering some of the gaming sessions I've been involved in, thinking why didn't we ever have more traps or riddles, mazes, in our games. But then again I remember the last time I played and there was a riddle trap, and everyone in the party almost drowned before we just decided to bash in the door.

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Well as I was falling asleep last night and falling into dream there was an image of an older man sitting on a rock, his skin was dark, and rugged, as was his face, which was smiling, it eyes where bright and intense, I stared into them and the closefaced smile, which when he opened him mouth to smile widely revealed a darkly stained broken teeth, and him countenance became frightening and I seem to be lockin into his gaze and moving towards him, he grined wider and laughed.

.....I was sitting in a chair in a room that was the office of my councilor, this was my first theraphy session. The woman who was my councilor was standing up putting away books, in a bookcase along the wall, there was a second book shelf on the wall to the right of the chair I was sitting in. We discussed book and she was searching through her the bookshelf, her demeanour was very warm and healing, what you would expect from someone in that profession, we discussed some of the book I noticed on the shelf, some that I myself had on my shelf at home. Finally she told me she wanted me to take home 2 books, that where sitting on the shelf to my right, side by side, the one on the left had on its spine, 3 letter, which this is where I question my recollection, where possibly HEW, the book on the right, was labeled FAUST.