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The Dreamer's Journey: HISTORY
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The Dreamer's Journey is my writing. It is poetry, stories, dialogue from scripts. It is modern Indian life. These writings are owned (C) by me, Monica J Charles. Friday, January 19, 2007. What is the past the sage asked the student? Does it fade like mist in the glaring sun? Is it scrawled in sand as the tide turns? Is it a perfectly woven basket. Preserved in a mud slide until needed? Is it the hunched brown woman with bright eyes? Her cragged face is the face of Mother Earth. FOR THE LOVE OF WHALES.
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The Dreamer's Journey: THE TEARDROP
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The Dreamer's Journey is my writing. It is poetry, stories, dialogue from scripts. It is modern Indian life. These writings are owned (C) by me, Monica J Charles. Sunday, January 7, 2007. The curling waves surged higher than I stood. Crashed and rushed inland testing my balance. It pulled me seaward as another rose. I thought myself a broken piece of wood. Dragged here and there on the bottomless sea. At dawn I cried and tasted in my tears. The same cleansing salt of the changing tides.
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The Dreamer's Journey: THE VITALITY
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The Dreamer's Journey is my writing. It is poetry, stories, dialogue from scripts. It is modern Indian life. These writings are owned (C) by me, Monica J Charles. Sunday, January 7, 2007. My Spirit is the cadence and hue of:. A song of white dawn. The flame of yellow noon sun. The red blood of twilight. The cedar smoke of black night sky. My Spirit is the elemental. Old growth forest of cedar. A coyote howl of the west wind. A wild fire born of lightning. A dazzling white shell cloud. My Spirit escaped i...
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The Dreamer's Journey: January 2007
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The Dreamer's Journey is my writing. It is poetry, stories, dialogue from scripts. It is modern Indian life. These writings are owned (C) by me, Monica J Charles. Tuesday, January 23, 2007. The shadow people raise their weapons and fire.). Lights black out.). Friday, January 19, 2007. FOR THE LOVE OF WHALES. You called your gods of death and destruction. To bury our village in blood and guts. To drown us in our own pride and culture. And capture the souls of those you had judged. Rotting with your sins a...
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The Dreamer's Journey: THE ORDEAL
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The Dreamer's Journey is my writing. It is poetry, stories, dialogue from scripts. It is modern Indian life. These writings are owned (C) by me, Monica J Charles. Monday, January 15, 2007. Creator Father, Creator Mother. I will do whatever needs to be done. All I ask in return is you be there. As I hold Truth burning white in my hands. When I have wrestled hate and discovered. It's source flourishing in my very soul. A toxic vine growing in the fertile. Beliefs of all my self doubts and judgments.
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The Dreamer's Journey: THE REINCARNATION OF GEORGE ARMSTRONG CUSTER
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The Dreamer's Journey is my writing. It is poetry, stories, dialogue from scripts. It is modern Indian life. These writings are owned (C) by me, Monica J Charles. Wednesday, January 17, 2007. THE REINCARNATION OF GEORGE ARMSTRONG CUSTER. A black ship sneaks out of the seething mists. Booming shrieks of orca slaying gray whales. A new steed and battle song for pogroms. For survivors of small pox and liquor. His bullets are words of racial hatred. His new black plague is disinformation.
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The Dreamer's Journey: STELLAR HEALING
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The Dreamer's Journey is my writing. It is poetry, stories, dialogue from scripts. It is modern Indian life. These writings are owned (C) by me, Monica J Charles. Monday, January 15, 2007. Granny says when you look to the night sky. You are seeing your soul naked and burning. Phosphorescent footprints of your journey. How can I tell you that I've discovered. Loneliness entombed in the cramped ravines. Of a city filled with unsung people. I am lost without the Seven Sisters. FOR THE LOVE OF WHALES.
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The Dreamer's Journey: THE SAVIOR
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The Dreamer's Journey is my writing. It is poetry, stories, dialogue from scripts. It is modern Indian life. These writings are owned (C) by me, Monica J Charles. Sunday, January 7, 2007. When I was a child I heard a story. Of a gentle man skewered to a tree. For teaching peace and love to his people. Raven didn't believe and flew to that land. He came home ruffling his coal black feathers. He walked the beach for days saying nothing. He cawed to all who came to hear. FOR THE LOVE OF WHALES.
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The Dreamer's Journey: THE TREASURE
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The Dreamer's Journey is my writing. It is poetry, stories, dialogue from scripts. It is modern Indian life. These writings are owned (C) by me, Monica J Charles. Sunday, January 7, 2007. I found a curling pink shell that captured. The roar of green ocean whispering songs. Of Tribes exploring her watery soul. I held it to my heart and remembered. The first time I saw the bright morning star. A pulsing white cross on the horizon. A dazzling butterfly with tattered wings. The lonely hooting of a spotted owl.
