Creativeness...........Or Not

2003-05-07T01:23:00.000-05:00

Sitting here wondering what would it be like to be caught up in a tornado as it sped by. Sucked into the center of the spinning swirling vortex of this storm to ride it to where-ever it took me. And where would that be, to some undaunted paradise, or maybe some hell on earth or quite possibly to that magical kingdom of OZ which we all assumed only existed in the movies.

And what might happen during that fantastic yet surely rough ride. Maybe, just maybe the rapid spinning would turn back the hands of time and I'd come to rest in much more youthful state. However I would only wish this for myself, not knowing what mysteries would await with this reversal of time ( unless you really wanted to come along). What would this bring, would i maintain all the knowledge I had before being swept back in time. Be able to live life over again in a smoother fashion knowing which pitfalls to avoid which mistakes not to make. But then again are those really mistake or are they really learning experiences. Would it really be possible to live an easy and flawless life, armed in advance with the knowledge brought back from the future.

Or would I end up in a strange place, with a strange new identity,wandering aimlessly, wondering which direction would be the correct direction with which to take that first step.

The adventurous side of me thinks it would be highly interesting to find out to what ends such a journey may take me. While the cautious and realistic side of me thanks goodness that such a journey is not humanly possible.
Or is it?

2003-04-10T20:48:00.000-05:00

Out for a wandering stroll go I.
Walking along so high in the

sky,
skipping from cloud to cloud thinking why, why ,

why.
I peer down to the hell on earth below,
yet cannot reach

the heaven that is so far above.
Not that i've tried, why should i

try,
if I jump and I fall surely I'd fry.

So I'll head on along

following this highway of clouds,
till i find the great paradise

and touch the golden ground.
Maybe

2003-04-06T23:41:00.000-05:00

It was a dream or was it a dream, lots of banging and popping that really shouldn't be. What was it, was I somehow magically transported into the war. It all seemed so real, should I run or stay still, maybe roll under the bed. If I hide will it find me, yet can I hide. Wait that whistling what is that noise getting closer and closer what can I do. I should flee but I'm frozen unable to move, yet the sound is so close. So....am I doomed? My heart it beats faster and I flop about.....then my eyes open and I look around. Slowly my heartbeat returns to its norm, it was just a dream of course just a dream........................Or was it.