dreams are butterflies
flitting in nectar of night
film noir in color
dreams are butterflies
winging across far reaches
of subconscious realms
in nectar of night
tongues unfurl to sip; receive
fizzy puzzle drinks
film noir in color
sugary hologrammed ghosts
past, present, future
Tao Talk 
Another gem! You’re great at these troikus!
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Paula, thank you :) <3
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So lovely Li.
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Thank you, Sadje :)
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You’re most welcome
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I love this one! Close to the feeling of my message from the Oracle this week. (K)
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Just read it. Hope you had pleasant weather this weekend. It was just like summer here. I went on the 2nd annual Halloween Night Ride with the bike path riders group yesterday. What a joyful experience in every way. The last 2 miles, where I left the group at the bar, I rode alone in the dark on the trail, with just my bike’s headlight to light the way. I was frightened (a couple of kids? on e-skateboards and no lights scared me) but also extremely exhilirated by it.
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I like this one…and I like fizzy puzzle drinks
it sounds like something out of a 1967 song.
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:) I like that association, thanks!
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