Color bytes Dream 11 5 2010

I had a dream. It was stolen, painted in a time warp by Titian, lost by the Medici's, hung in the Hague, stolen by Stalin then Hitler then rescued by my guardian angel, & discovered in an attic in Harlem. The artist took a series of digital prints and posted it on YouTube, and I found my dream again. But I dreamt it in color & now it was in gray tones.

Spontaneous Planning

Birthing children

Creating family

Destroys spontaneity

Which ironically is

Required

When one has children

Planning chaos

Chaotic planning

Spontaneous grocery shopping

Meals needing planning

What is next, next, next

Spontaneous nap

during

Planned television show

Planned basketball practice

Evolving spontaneous

Snowball fight

AH yes

Holey Holy Wholly

Are there two of me

Inner prismatic light

Gentle wind-chiming music

Wafting inside

Real to me

Yet the Others

Perceive otherness

In me from me

Making me what

Who I am

Not

A robot, an Alien,

A calculating computer

Brilliant brain without

heart?

Singing I smile

Moving quick bouncing

Inside graceful dancing

The Others see me

Still

Frozen

Lost I am

Not

Can I meld outside

And inside?

Should I?

Maybe my colors and

Music are mine for

A Reason

Redeeming Grace

October 2, 2010