Here Comes The Queen

All we are, we are. Radiant colors on a luminescent cloud last night in my dreams. Early this morning was Plushenko in my was there as well. It was very RUSSIAN WAY. I sense the hate every day. I work even in my sleep, preparing and tending. I am a bit vexed today. Times and timing is in my old school bonnet. Bees buzz around me and I get the call. I guess love is in the songs that PANDORA sings for me. I must stay very grounded that that is not reality until it does come to be. I must admit that I felt a pang of walking alone and having to be so strong in my chair as whispers fly for no reason at all. Once crowned, this queen will act swiftly to respond to any harsh word or whisper about me or ANY of my almighties. If you do not work diligently for our quiet victories, you AGAINST the queen! Heil Kaiser!