Slumdog Millionaire.
They guided me to see;
this groovy movie.
******
Sometimes I’m a bit slow;
to see;
what is right in front of me.
Obviously;
I’m the ‘Slumdog’.
But who is the ‘Millionaire’?
Or am I;
those two in One?
*******
Expect the unexpect;
that is what they have said.
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Have you noticed the shift; in my writing shizz?
It’s quite prolific.
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In one day; I’ve totally forgotten about the monkey and number three.
It really is like they are totally erased out of me.
I don’t know how that happend;
yet I do.
I will leave this writing for now.
Am gonna sleep; see what my dreams have to tell me;
and finish this writing tomorrow.
All on the day;
of the solar eclipse and the new moon.
Is this the last piece of this ‘book’?
I can’t wait to find out what my dreams will cook;
up for me; to see.
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It is friday morning 9.22.
I’ve got some news for you.
The dream that I had; was pretty rad.
The only thing; I’m not sure what to make of it.
In my dream, was the girl who sings;
the above song.
She goes:”Yeah, I know you;
you write; I love all you do! (wordcount:222)
It not only saved you;
it saved me too!”
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In the rest of my dream; it seemed miraculously;
I never needed a tissue;
when there was an issue.
Every time something came up;
on some camping-stop;
miraculously it was taken care of.
It was almost like;
the dream was about my life;
of how it has been; on this journey.
People of my past kept popping up;
right at the moment where I thought:
“O no, now this wicked hike is gonna come to a stop..”
The dream was very colourful;
lots of pink and orange.
People of whom I always thought;
hated me;
unexpectedly;
loved me.
Yet; I can’t seem to unwrap;
the end of my dream.
It was left unseen.
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I always know exactly what music should accompany;
my story.
They either pop up;
in my head;
or in some other rad way;
they come to me to say;
pick me!
In my dream it was Lykke Li;
listening to her ‘story’;
in the song; I knew;
this one is for you!
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In my dream; t was like the peeps from my past;
kept popping up exactly at the right time;
to keep me writing one after the other rhyme;
just so I’d continue to feel fine.
The writing saved me;
it set me free;
but it could only happen because of all the actors in it you see.
Without you;
there wouldn’t be me.
All these actors brought me to this point.
I think; I might see;
what the dream, meant for me…
But I’m afraid; they again, are playing a game with me.
They have done that before you know.
It was almost a year ago.
You’d wonder why I still keep going with my inner flow.
Because it keeps whispering: “We love you?!”
Well, that too;
is why I kept following one after the other clue.
Here are the other three:
Curiosity;
Authenticity and Spontaneity.
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It is still raining out; again;
I wonder what more rhyming they want to throw out to ‘shout’;
to you…..



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Wouw,
Yes, this is weird, in a good way.
I just decided this week to go totaly for my writing.
To write a story… fiction…
The writing of that story goes different, then before.
it comes from moments of stillness, and i dont yet know
were my( fiction) story will go… just some clues, like you.
But what i write keeps me curios… And your writing( dont know yet how)
helps me with that story… keeps me wondering.
it makes me feel even more exited to write.. Like am the writer
but also the reader… wondering were it wil go.
Its like an alternative reality …
More i cannot say… Only this… wouw!
Love
Mirjam