I started reading the introduction for Othello. I remember the movie, O, and I did watch the old silent black and white film, too. I wonder if they are people like that... that have hatered for there fellow man.
I used to have dreams about snakes. They haunted me for years. I wonder if was because of killing a snake when I was kid of 12. I mentioned it once to someone in my english class at unm-g. They told me that if they bite you in your dream that someone close to you would hurt you, some you love. I did. I was biten in the throat in one dream and other times the snakes would be frozen and I would play among them and other strange things about snakes. I take it that my dreams were telling me my future. people would become snake and try to hurt me but they couldn't. but one would.
I have writen a poem about being hurt and hurting and love is anx. to me it is a celebration of love and triumph in a dark way. I will post it soon along with some other poems for the coming V-day holiday.
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