woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head

i dreamt of heaven. i woke up, knowing it was heaven i dreamt of. 

we were all in a big studio room. dressed in our finest. everyone looked so beautiful, so classy. as if we were in new bodies, but we were in our own bodies; they were our perfect beautiful bodies and we looked the same as now, just better. we stood together for a big photo, so happy, holding hands. there were mirrors here and there, and i would get a glance of the reflection and think "wow we are all so beautiful. i am so beautiful. so much beauty!" we were perfect creations standing together.

the photo was taken CLICK  and we take of... RUNNING! we all hold hands and run, run, run towards mirrors. the mirrors seem to reflect what is behind us but we run straight towards them... and the secret is revealed to me "if you hold hands, if you go together, you can go through this mirror into another place". so together, we hold hands, we run and go through the mirror with the tiniest fear that it might break... but it doesn't break! we pass as though it really is an open doorway. and we roar with laughter and smile so hard. we run room to room weaving through the mirrors, united, in perfect love, friendship, community, trust, excitement.

then another secret is revealed "hold hands and....JUMP" and with the tiniest flick of a heal we jump and we  FLY!  only the tiniest bit of kinetic energy is needed for an INFINITE amount of potential energy. with one little flicker of our feet we jump high, high, high and float and laugh and hold hands and we form a human link in the air, we wave our bodies, we swing our hands in the air. it's so much fun. it was maybe 12 people but the face was every face i've ever known. it was a party and it was family and it was strangers and it was home.  it was heaven. it was the sincerest most excited happiness i could've dreamt.

...with the tiniest amount of faith, holding hands together, we can run through mirrors and jump so high that we are all of a sudden in the sky. and we are such perfect, beautiful creatures aren't we! we are!

i dreamt it and i think i was there for bit. 

for yer'health

going on 4 days of being sick now. some mutant stomach virus. quarantined at home today... taking lots of group naps with the cat and dog, reading (Jungian psychoanalysis, about 5 pages deep...), and of course the tube.  i'm kind of impressed with the human body in a sick state. all the noises and feelings and pains and temperatures and many more gross details. i feel like a malfunctioned machine surviving on gatorade and the need to LOL. i'm thankful nonetheless to have my very own (typically) healthy human body. keep those spirits high, olga! and light a match!

it's a happy new year!

2009, here you are. it's going to be even better than the rest. i'm so excited to be alive, to be me, to be free, to be here, to know what i know, to learn what i will learn, to create what i will create, and experiences experiences experiences! i feel i have lived dozens of lives, and this is yet another. oh, it was good to be alive one year in 1945.

...and a little Zizek to feed your mind and make your belly laugh.