Flying In this Space and Time

It came like a wave yesterday.  I picked up the stick threw it.  The dobermans ran to catch it and run in the river.  It was all pertinent, but a commoner may not understand the dream.  I try to pick up the rope to the stallion who towers above me, and shares he his grace.  I do my best to keep a positive stance.  Two days ago I went to the dentist.  My cleaning was thorough, but painful.  There is a pain thresh hold that I rarely reach, but I did in that office, in that chair, on that day.  I was able to get some needed summer clothes and shoes afterwards.  I can now be different in my sameness.  The calls that come out leave me with a Wiccan thread the next day.  It is all political at this point, but colleges are watching.  Be quiet in your slumber and I may come to you in the night.  In all spots there is insurgency.  I work to explain and understand each day.  Hostility will beat back your ability to learn, actually.  I work in a casual stance, and find a flat stone in the water.  Everyone stand back if you cannot hold back your rage and deceit.  It is one of those days that I know little about what is on the dash board.  In my mind, I have a memory of working for Account Temps for Mesaba Airlines.  It was the Cessna business for Northwest Airlines.  The office was in the hanger so I got to see the planes every day.  They also provided close parking.  Maybe these planes are PEGASIS for me today.  Hawks and eagles will come through as we fly into the lower upper atmosphere.