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| I must have been a fish. Been swimming all my life... so long I can't recall a life without the water -- always the water, warm, I could not wish for more -- the rhythms soothing me, the ever-thrumming, gentle music drumming me, touching me, massaging me, holding me, feeding me...until the day it all got turned around and upside down -- the waters broke and damn near pulled me with the flow -- but I'd got stuck somewhere in chaos...couldn't move my legs my arms...squeezing... pushing...pulling...tugging... twisting--a sudden splash and blinding flash exploded -- my eyes my ears my head -- a sudden shock of cold -- warm water gone... then all quiet...pressure... warm...warm returning... reassuring...music playing once agian, but different is some way I couldn't comprehend. A cataclysm had occured! What kind of cosmic change was this? Everything I knew was gone, but wasn't gone -- aware now only of the music, pressure warm in strnge surrounds -- no water here -- the comfort in familiar gone. and yet, somehow was love. Exhausted, spent, I slept...I slept. |
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