- What can I do for you?
- Nothing.
- Will you come back to me?
- Never.
- Will you stop writing about me?
- Highly unlikely. You're my character
and I'm gonna use you for ever.
- You used to have feelings for me.
- That's what you think.
- But we were so teriibly close for quite some time.
- In your mind?
- I've got some tangible proof.
- What, for example?
- My dream from last night.
I have a video record of it.
- Will you show it to me?
- To feed your creativity?




Jan. 26, 2010 




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- It's all one at the end of all things, - said a Voice within. -
   Within
      one layer.
- Oh...
- You never gave yourself so fully to the dream 
    in your sleep.
- You've gripped
   me
    and are holding tight.
So it's happening by itself,
  no matter what I may do 
or think.
- True. 
Do you 
 still have a hope?
- To liberate myself?
- No, for reality?
- Is there any?
- It's up to you. You're talking like a  neo-
phyte 
  in the World of Spi-
rit. 
     What happened to you?
  You'd been psychic before you were born
and much earlier.
- Reality. That's it. It's marred my perception.
- Can't you go away?
- Into the dream?
- Into your Higher Self. Grow, child.





Jan. 28, 2010 





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- Кто ты такая?
- Сама не знаю. Некая странность.
- Откуда взялась ты?
- Не понимаю. Одна туманность.
- Кого ты любила?
- Я уж забыла. Встречу - не вспомню.
- Куда же уйдешь ты?
- Не дозовешься. В Город Влюбленных.






13 февраля 2010