Dreamways

 Vivid images from Brokeback Mountain have been with me the past weeks. Interestingly enough, they appeared before I even saw the movie. I had playing in my head strong and vivid internal movies of being in Colorado mountain scapes with Jake G. / Jack. My soul visited a sweet and fluid interaction with an image of an impish, sensual and easeful Man of Gyllenahall’s visage. A fellow who sees me and loves all that he sees therewith. Wordless ease. A pure fitting together. Embodiment. Like Oren.