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exit:paradiseholland.tunnel.nyc:07.18.05
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i was reunited with salvia D. on friday night. she was ten times her natural self. we barely had enough time to settle into the couch in my living room before i blinked, my eyes opening to darkness, and i sat peering through a veil, reality's canvas. i was aware of 5 other women in my presence, tall and slender, each holding back a fold of the veil so that i may see through. i tried to sharpen my vision to gather more detail of the agricultural land that lay beyond. it biblical in feeling and colored in tones of maize and greens. but where was my love? i could feel him near, somewhere, though could not see him. i was sure if i reached for him, he would sense my yearning and we would meet, but the women kindly let me know [telepathically] that he had his own part of the veil to hold, just as I have mine. i kept reaching regardless, and the warm tones of the land beyond the veil smoothly transitioned into the features of my living room, faintly tinted yellow in the low light of the lamp. it was when i was finally able to get up and reach my phone across the room, that i realized he was not there, it was just me and two spooked cats. i dialed, but had to leave a message.
it was good that he missed my call, i would not have made sense anyway.
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i was reunited with salvia D. on friday night. she was ten times her natural self. we barely had enough time to settle into the couch in my living room before i blinked, my eyes opening to darkness, and i sat peering through a veil, reality's canvas. i was aware of 5 other women in my presence, tall and slender, each holding back a fold of the veil so that i may see through. i tried to sharpen my vision to gather more detail of the agricultural land that lay beyond. it biblical in feeling and colored in tones of maize and greens. but where was my love? i could feel him near, somewhere, though could not see him. i was sure if i reached for him, he would sense my yearning and we would meet, but the women kindly let me know [telepathically] that he had his own part of the veil to hold, just as I have mine. i kept reaching regardless, and the warm tones of the land beyond the veil smoothly transitioned into the features of my living room, faintly tinted yellow in the low light of the lamp. it was when i was finally able to get up and reach my phone across the room, that i realized he was not there, it was just me and two spooked cats. i dialed, but had to leave a message.
it was good that he missed my call, i would not have made sense anyway.