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Monday, June 05, 2006

Freshly rendered meat

No more amour...
no more, Amour.

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Blogger Elyse said...

Somehow, we're all connected.
Arwen, you were in my dream last night. Together we watched a show at the bassment. I didn't know why my dreaming mind chose you as a symbol for me to recognize... when i woke up and thought about it, i realized that in the dream, you were me, and for some moments I was you.
You know that uneasy feeling you get sometimes when you wake up after a long sleep? Like something strange is at work? It doesn't last long, whatever it is. But before the feeling dissapears entirely, I thought i should share this.
There is a limit to everything. A limit to the amount of pain someone experiences, a limit to feelings, and of the different reactions everyone has. They're all being used to full capacity, by everyone. Whether it's bliss, or being unloved, or feeling indifferent, you're not alone in what you feel or share.
I think it was the dream, where for a period of time i felt that i could relate to you, or could see into you... I must say, it was a weird type of revelation that i felt I had to share with you, seeing as how you were in my dream.

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