Monday, September 6, 2010

no other impressions, just imagination--updated

right now, i tried to think of a few things in a couple minutes, but without something specific.

first i saw yellow and it looked like maybe yellow bananas but maybe something else. i thought it was some kind of banana maybe but all random.

then someone eating chicken, picking it up by hand. either a breast (with the bone still) or thigh or something. i did try to get this one, in a second flash but i don't thnk it's right. and it would be from a distance so probably not correct. from a different country, not here.

really didn't see anything remarkable but i wasn't trying either. someone else walking along, joking and flipping a coin or something in his hand maybe, just one hand. saw them as if from behind and their backs to me. soldiers.

i think it was all imagination though, because i didn't ask for anything specific.

then, i saw grapes, one single grape and then i imagined it falling fromo the vine with a drop of rain. saw these grapes in a line up like lily of the valley under the stem and dropping into fingers and then i fully just imagined a mystical thing...

basically, isabella allende magical realism stuff, and with my imagination as i would if i were writing a story.

i did this more purposefully, and none of it is anything i would classify as images or impressions except if i got chicken in this other country right.

but aside from that, i was just using my imagination like anyone else can.

it's 5 minutes to 1 pm.
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Update--I forgot to mention...I also got a woman in a wedding dress. Blond and slender with long hair. I almost want to say the same one or type that I have seen in a few impressions but it could have been a woman from a magazine. But it was a white wedding dress, and she was slender and had long straight blond hair. Saw it to the right. Like she would be standing on my right. Or to the right side. I think it was a dress without sleeves. Like a sleeveless with a straight or other neckline across the chest.

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