I am using an old book to do a Space Log Blog and Spiritual Blog with Chris Breva.
| Prompt: Without the words that form my dreams and impose themselves upon my hand, I am nothing. Use this line in your entry today.
I have strange dreams and I don't think of the words in my dreams, just the crazy things taking place. Like walking around the ledge of a big room and if I fall, I hit pay dirt. In my dream, I was recued by Michael Eastman who is a soap star. Another dream, I am in a ice cave with polar bears and a frozen lake and whales, it is all ice and snow. I am glad they are just dreams. Sometimes, I wish events in my life were dreams. I remember events and not the words spoken when I dream. My day dreams for life, I have a lot of words and thoughts. I like to use all my words for writing.