Do you seriously believe in fate, asked he
cleaning his eyeglasses that often get dirty with his finger prints
I believe in hope, answered she
licking her index finger to turn sixty seventh page of a book
Mauw! The cat jumped onto the coffee table
did his routine stretchings with the paws out front and his butt up and reverse
The parakeet started to sleep on her swing seat.
The minute hand of the clock started to move louder as everything outside got quieter.
Hope is for fools, said he
puffing his pillow
The remote fell down from her hand as she was already asleep.
BBC Kuala Lumpur reporter was giving information about a rehabilitation center for baby orangutans when he changed the channel and found there two politicians discussing the executive order about closing Guantanamo Detention Camp within a year. He changed the channel again. Someone was explaining lucid dreaming in details.
Her eyes moved under her eyelids.
4 comments:
That is wonderful, Sherifa, hope and dreams, just beautiful and beautifully made too.
oh felt like i was there, at the "moment of truth"...
the diffusion or blurriness between physical and virtual, conscious and unconscious is like a dream..
fate is hope, isn't it?
thank you, thank you! :)
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