“I like you because you have a blue dog that barks at night to chase away the onion thieves,” I said to a firend whose dog was most certainly not blue… and as far as I know, there were no onion thieves out to steal his onions. Perhaps, then, the “blue dog barking” signifies my need — our need — to chase away those who are trying to steal our culture, our values, our innoncence, our faith…?
Thoughts from the subconsious can be decoded in just such a way, although the blueness of the blue dog is no less blue in a mind which expands into infinity, a mind which shelters the thoughts and musings that others might attack or dismiss. These thoughts can build a road to a greater destiny, a greater reality, both individually and en masse.
Note: I write concise, impressionistic pieces, often using dream-like images and invented words, in order to invite readers into a more playful version of reality where the imagination is allowed to breathe again.