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≡ Inside Kaleidoscope Dreams ≡

 
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Inside Kaleidoscope Dreams
 
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Step Inside The Kaleidoscope

Notice the shards -- the collected pieces of colors -- the kaleidoscope of voices that inhabit our minds. Distant echoes that seem at once so familiar and yet so strange, too. These are the stories being told every day inside of our lives, although often they are silenced by the world around us. Go ahead and twist the kaleidoscope. Change your view. Wander into the narrative. Consider yourself invited.

-- Kevin


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Cat

He watches me from just outside the window, nose pressed against glass. I stare back. He opens his mouth to make a sound and yet, I hear nothing. It's not cold outside today, not if you are wrapped up in a fur coat as he is, and I know he is in no danger of freezing. I find myself entranced by this creature that depends so much upon me for survival that I wonder, if the tables were reversed, would he keep me on the outside looking in? I smile at imagined acts of feline revenge against me. The cold nights. An unreliable source of food. Long hours of disappearance. No respect for gifts on the doorstep. None of this is likely, though. If I were the pet, and sometimes I think this may be true anyway, he would no doubt rush to the door, let me in and curl up on my lap just to keep me warm. He would understand that I just don't have the stomach or fortitude for the world of rodents and Mother Nature. He has a different kind of spirit than I do. Me? I just stare back through the glass and write a story about him looking in at me and do nothing more. I have a story to write. He'll just have to wait.