{"id":2381,"date":"2018-02-14T10:57:29","date_gmt":"2018-02-14T16:57:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=2381"},"modified":"2018-02-14T10:57:29","modified_gmt":"2018-02-14T16:57:29","slug":"a-continuation-between-the-two","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2018\/02\/14\/a-continuation-between-the-two\/","title":{"rendered":"A Continuation Between The Two"},"content":{"rendered":"

To We\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

The crystals that rested on her chest bounced<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 with every rapid step<\/p>\n

Dirt flew towards the sky<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 so did their hands<\/p>\n

praise god they screamed<\/p>\n

as they danced barefoot through rose fields<\/p>\n

Blue dusted their lips and finger tips<\/p>\n

Purple powdered their nose<\/p>\n

Fairies<\/p>\n

they were fairies<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0sickly fairies<\/p>\n

twisting crooked limbs clawing towards wispy clouds<\/p>\n

drooping wings dragged across the ground<\/p>\n

fairies<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0dancing<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 prancing<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 stomping<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0through delicately ceasing<\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 rose fields\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<\/p>\n

Hello.<\/p>\n

Welcome to the world.<\/p>\n

We are happy to have you.<\/p>\n

Are you happy to meet us?<\/p>\n

Of course you are.<\/p>\n

What’s not to be happy about?<\/p>\n

We are the best the world has to offer.<\/p>\n

You must have been one of the best too if you are here.<\/p>\n

It’s very difficult to get here if you are not.<\/p>\n

So what do you plan on doing?<\/p>\n

We offer a lot to do here.<\/p>\n

a endless array of activities and pleasantries.<\/p>\n

But first we must ask for a name.<\/p>\n

So what is it?<\/p>\n

Eli<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Oh.<\/p>\n

How sad.<\/p>\n

You were a mistake.<\/p>\n

Sadly, you are not allowed to stay here.<\/p>\n

but<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Goodbye.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

Yellow Lines\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Can you feel the breathe of my touch caress you cheek<\/p>\n

the subtle breeze of wild fields<\/p>\n

The wind flowing over your spine<\/p>\n

over your hair<\/p>\n

and that whispering<\/p>\n

light but beckoning<\/p>\n

towards the sound of waterfalls<\/p>\n

flooded with bodies<\/p>\n

of wandering minds and untamed eyes<\/p>\n

roaming through the canopy of vines<\/p>\n

and to your window<\/p>\n

streaming endless rays of sunlight<\/p>\n

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<\/p>\n

\u00a0Welcome to @^##.<\/p>\n

Eli, is it?<\/p>\n

No.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Then who are you?<\/p>\n

Jane.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Hello Jane.<\/p>\n

Will Eli be joining us soon?<\/p>\n

I don’t know.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

That’s concerning.<\/p>\n

Are you ok by yourself Jane?<\/p>\n

No.<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

Of course you aren’t.<\/p>\n

Your broken Jane.<\/p>\n

We can see that.<\/p>\n

But we still welcome you.<\/p>\n

Sadly though we must find Eli.<\/p>\n

Do you understand?<\/p>\n

Yes.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

That’s good.<\/p>\n

Until then try not to get into trouble.<\/p>\n

Alright?<\/p>\n

…..<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<\/p>\n

In the hunt of something more we look for something less.<\/p>\n

Calling dirt gold and throwing the gold over our shoulders for good luck<\/p>\n

luck that does not exist but to only pester and fills heads with dreams .<\/p>\n

Dreams of which we do not know if not taken by a force.<\/p>\n

But what force do we allow ourselves to take before it’s too much?<\/p>\n

Is the force allowed negative or positive?<\/p>\n

Can we ourselves if not trained know the difference.<\/p>\n

Like Eli or Jane, do they know the difference between two realities.<\/p>\n

Do I know the neutral between the two?<\/p>\n

Or is it meant to be unknown.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

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