Dreams. . .

Awakening from a dream a few days ago, the details totally escaped me. I did, however, have a sense it was so earth bound; every thing I’d been doing was limited by natural science laws. I wondered why. In some dreams I’ve flown like an eagle, soaring above Earth. In those dreams there was a … More Dreams. . .

I Wanna Go Home. . .

Hours before dawn this morning, while walking in the desert, I came upon a small group of young men and an old flatbed truck. The men appeared to be American Indians. A foal trotted along side the truck, falling  on a sharp hook that protruded from the truck’s bed. Blood oozed from the wound. I … More I Wanna Go Home. . .