What was the last work of art you remember seeing?
Posted on Nov 22nd, 2008
by
Kate
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for November 22, 2008:
Imagine someone who was born to play music..Someone who is hardly part of this dimension. He is profoundly beautiful to us while in state.
He stood there in that open space, a year later in the Denver airport in 2003. Time stopped for me when I looked up to connect with an old soul that I've known for many lifetimes.
Armed with hope and a pretty face, I made it past the cutoff. 7am Dallas time, I was alone in a bare washed room with 14 other lost souls. Number 15 was my number. You took my hand and led me into these dreams where you have had the faces of the those described above.
Dream number 3 yet to come. I'm anxious to see the next face.

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