"We shall bite them on the features!"
(Look that up immediately if it doesn't make sense)
I FORESAW the importance of the 20th January - weeks ago. I didn't plan it and I don't have a how or why, just a know and a do:
Strange then, that these events all occurred in the last 16 hours of my life:
1) A song played at just the right time for me to notice something very important.
2) I stared at the full moon and a Coyote howled (Or possibly it was David Naughton).
3) A simple phone call in the middle of the night ("You needed me and I called").
4) The most truly vivid and memorable dream of my life.
5) A message arrived, telling me only exactly what I needed to hear.
6) A notice of an end to something that somehow didn't break my spirit.
...<Turn>....click.. <Turn>... click ... <Turn>.... click ... <Turn>.. ... click... <Turn> ..... CLICK!
...The door to the Safe has popped open, my friends. Tomorrow I'll tell you what was in it.
5 senses and 4 dimensions are not enough to explain. I am arriving just as the main event starts it seems. It's still dark and the waves are splashing a bit but I can see a lighthouse or two and my arms feel like they can row a boat and chew the stink out of a cigar about now.
Strength, confidence and motion are all seeping back into me, like hot soup into a dried up crouton. Yes, I admit it now, I was a dumpling in the broth of life. So what, eat me.
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