The Amaranthine Poet

Déjà Vu

This whole week has been very interesting. I have been having some sort of déjà vu experience! Everyday, from Monday through Friday, as I was driving to school, a dragonfly would soar over my windshield, and then a really big airplane would fly over me. This was happening consecutively, everyday, on my way to school. To make things even more interesting, I have been having the same dream every night all week up until last night, just in different variations. For example, each individual dream consisted of the same elements; such as: they all had the same setting, the same characters, and the same emotional aspects. The only dissimilarity was that each night had a different type of theme associated with and leading up to each climax. None of the dreams ever came to an end. It was as if the dreams were all sections of writing taken from scattered chapters of a book. Some people may call all this, including the dragonfly and the airplane, merely a coincidence. However, I don’t believe in coincidences, so naturally I am going to try to find a deeper meaning to it all. Fortunately, I like analyzing, because it is a great exercise for the mind.

So, I wonder if I will have the dream again tonight. I didn’t have a dragonfly or an airplane fly over my car today, but that could be because I wasn’t driving to school this morning. Anyway, now I am just thinking out loud…or actually, thinking my thoughts onto paper…well, actually, thinking my thoughts down to my fingertips, down to the keyboard and onto the computer screen. How weird is that?? Thinking my thoughts onto the computer screen? I mean, every thought in my head is immediately being recorded onto this screen. Anyone who is reading this right now, is actually reading my mind. Wow, how does it feel to be a mind reader _____________? <—–YOUR NAME HERE. It is as if I hooked an adapter cable into my brain and into the computer, and my thoughts are just being burned and transferred into the computer. My mind is like an mp3 player connected to the computer, which means my mind contains music, which is completely accurate, considering I am a singer. See how this all comes together? No? Well, I just need to hook an adapter cable from my mind into your brain so you can understand what I mean. . Well, it’s way past my bedtime. <3 Jenn<3