In At The Deep End!

I had my first officially recorded lucid dream last night, recorded by me that is. I was by a bar, in a big upstairs room which I can't yet place. The dream went on but that is for another time, and another place, a more discreet time and place to be honest.

The dratted website work is keeping me from the blog. This morning's idea was to have four levels, at least 4. Each of which would reveal a deeper level of I as a person, and we as a people. Yes, you are right, I am losing my mind.

I think what makes an obsession out of the work is that I can't see an end in sight, and also I do keep being asked: what is its purpose? Of course, has Chumbawamba sang: I get knocked down, I get back up again.

But this is not a diary is it, it is a journal, so if I skip a couple of days I can always make that up, can't I? The answer is yes if you were wondering, especially if I could make it up with something interesting.

This morning's interesting activity was my reblogging of a boatload of images from my twitter site, each of which brought a little bit of beauty and joy into my world, you might have a look for yourself if you need a bit of an uplift.

On the other hand, you could just read the poem:

Home

I write to you

so that I can

keep on writing
so that I can 

enable my imaginary life

to carry on

Breathing and smiling

so that my mood
might match up

to the morning light
with the beauty and joy

of belonging

That you know not
of my partial belonging

is a great pity
but, as a believer

in my own self
I have the belief

that somehow
we have

a splendid connection

You are

my greatest resource
always you take me

to the new worlds
even when those worlds

are of the old times

Residing

in our old places
where we did

for a while
belong

in the depth

of togetherness