Be careful what I wish for . . .

January 19 2012, 4:12 PM by Lord Henry Wotton

My friend andromeda had warned me to be careful what I wished for.


I don't wish for much since I am usually in a position to grant them to myself. But there are those, those few wishes that I must strive to attain.

What do I wish for?

I'm listening to a song titled "Back to Space" by someone named Max Gueli. I don't know who he is, and I'll probably never hear of him again. But this song . . . spacey, melodious, a song that brings thoughts to ones mind, maybe to the forefront, only to cloud them with its own essence. Is the thought mine? Or . . .

What do I wish for?

A woman's voice appears, perhaps in harmony with herself, soft, breathy, chanting some words I have trouble discerning, but somehow they add to my thoughts . . . or do they?

What do I wish for?

What do I wish for. I wish for nothing concrete. I wish for nothing material. I wish for nothing altruist.

I wish to have my imagination tickled by a depth of lyric thoughts, experiences, and stimuli from someone like you.

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