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chapter 11
November 2009 
the story of perambulators
Posted on Aug 24th, 2008
by 
tara
tara
dawn divinest made up this great lil game of storytelling.
what a joy indeed! the story begins with the first lines
provided by dawn, a choice of words & the option of
using her photos from midnight perambulations..
click here to read more & play the game.
[ in the red of passion ]
[ rrrrrrreds by dawn dexter ]
we began the migration with
anticipation & trepidation..
as well as a sense of solidarity.
we hummed an ancient
flying tune as we floated
together into the unknown
notes of powerful playing
within possibilities of perception.
floating still, thinking of hours
gone by, grasping the full extent
of singing, flying, crying, calling
your name.. tearing into the
deepest red of passion as we
fell fell further into a sensual
samana of tantric creation.
the door is open wide..wide
open now & I am left with
joyful butterflies playing
inside to the sound
of trumpets & pipers.
no lollygagging walk
no hand me down diamonds
of secondhand emotions
dressed up like the real thing.
no clutching to the tattered
old bag of flight plan b.
this is the radical reality
of authenticity, the reddest
red of instinctive loving hearts..
anticipation & trepidation..
as well as a sense of solidarity.
we hummed an ancient
flying tune as we floated
together into the unknown
notes of powerful playing
within possibilities of perception.
floating still, thinking of hours
gone by, grasping the full extent
of singing, flying, crying, calling
your name.. tearing into the
deepest red of passion as we
fell fell further into a sensual
samana of tantric creation.
the door is open wide..wide
open now & I am left with
joyful butterflies playing
inside to the sound
of trumpets & pipers.
no lollygagging walk
no hand me down diamonds
of secondhand emotions
dressed up like the real thing.
no clutching to the tattered
old bag of flight plan b.
this is the radical reality
of authenticity, the reddest
red of instinctive loving hearts..
Tina Dico - In The Red
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just swingin by for some morning danish & expanding my musical horizons wit dj tara.
oh cool..the comment box is working!
hello you jazzin jewel janet.. just wanna say that I cannot be responsible for this one in regard to expanding musical horizons.. miss dico is not really a fav but I had to find somethin to match my theme of the week & dawn's great lil game..the things one does in the name of color coordination tsk.
Wow, 181 views and only two comments…what a bunch of wusses….Tara, these are brilliantly fired up words. Interesting ladder on the red comforter… Like steps of tantric wonderings. Nice work.
tee hee.. Jordan you are funny : - D & yes maybe it was just too hot around here for the
cruising masses. tsk. Now, remember I said I'd have to tag you some day? the day is now,
I would love to read your take on this lil game.. <3
Comment number five and so fashionably late you just have to love me ;-)
You know you write well, don't you? If you don't print this out and recite it each day.
Words to colors to feelings,to reactions,to human,to a moment,those moments that set eternally the need to move,the need to feel again what red actually feels and tastes like.
unbelievable tara!! I'm so glad you played. I love those words! that red, silky, sensuous, slumber-y image. mmmmm.. wow. i like this game. now on to read Jordan's part. yummmmm! this is fun.
oh my – i completely forgot that I took that photo. I love how you used it. Jordan said comforter and I, of course, didn't take a photo of a comforter, so until I saw the caption, I was thinking you took a photo that matched or mirrored some of the ones that I took.
oh!! thank you all for playing!
and I've never heard tina dico. what a lovely voice and the lyrics are fun to match the story words.
you are wonderful!
I just came back to look and listen. yum. thanks. :-)