I sit in the dark, alone, creating the images of my desires.  I see the house, the car, and money.  I see her, the perfection of an ideal only I can create.  I focus on the outcome, putting energy into every pulse of thought.  I feel it as if it has already happened and I’m grateful for it.  My heart beats in the anticipation of opening my eyes and seeing it all.  I now do more that see it, I begin to move in and through it.  I now smell the aroma of incense in the house, I feel the steering wheel in my hands, and I taste her lips.  For now it is a vision of what tomorrow will be, tomorrow it will be a memory of what I had.

Blessed Be,


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