Tuesday, June 12, 2012

She sat very still....

on the white sofa....
looking at the cacophony of blues reflected so beautifully in the water and in the sky.....
looking at the way that the violet blue of her summer skirt
contrasted with the flat white leather of the sofa.....
thinking about the strange and monumentally profound events which had taken place
over the last month or so......
She had "gone home"......
I mean.....REALLY GONE HOME.....
She had Severed some of the truly destructive ties from the past......
and Ironically, she had cemented them at the same time.....
She had researched the ALIENS who had presumably landed in her back yard,,,
and astonishingly........
 she had become CONVINCED that they were REALLY THERE after all!!!
She had told long standing ENEMIES where to SHOVE IT......
and at the same time.....
 she had endeared herself and apologized to the ones whom she'd never let in....
For she realized NOW that it was all just a game....
a game of "HE SAID / SHE SAID".....
a game of THRONES....
Ultimately, WINNING was just another layer of SOUL BUILDNG.....
Well....

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