The Thing

The Thing in your dreams

is orange and obnoxious.

In a time when healing is

essential he simply hollers

“IT’S CLOBBERIN’ TIME!”

Standing in the Waves

 

I am standing sideways in the ocean and feeling the warmish water lap over my legs just above my knees.  It is a pulsing of the planet as the waves continually form to my oceanward side.  I am looking at my children as they play in the surf several yards away from me. 

This has happened twice now in the month of June on a family vacation in Hilton Head.  On both occasions I suddenly understand I am standing there in that spot and there is no future and there is no past.  There is only now and I am untethered from the tyranny of time.

The second time it happened I immediately remembered the first and knew I was inhabiting that same space though a year had passed.  I wonder if this is how hypnosis works, dissociating from the confines of one’s self?  In that moment I did not want to move, to breathe, only to be.

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