Wednesday, March 23, 2005

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Face turned into the cold howling wind,
The black bird teeters,
Clutching to a flimsy branch,
Wobbly balancing

Thursday, March 03, 2005

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Dream Journals Work

I never used to remeber that i dreamed, let alone what those dreams were about. So, in September i decided to start a dream journal. It was very effective. Now when i remeber that i've dreamed, they are very vivid dreams and i remember them in great detail. They are usually very strange mixtures of reality, existing stories and ideas or things i've been thinging about. It would be very cool if i ever had an epic dream like that "dream lady" at the Aboriginal Healing Centre in Hamilton.

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