{"id":1788,"date":"2006-03-20T16:10:00","date_gmt":"2006-03-20T16:10:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2006\/03\/20\/i-will-see-you-again\/"},"modified":"2006-03-20T16:10:00","modified_gmt":"2006-03-20T16:10:00","slug":"i-will-see-you-again","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2006\/03\/20\/i-will-see-you-again\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;I will see you again&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;\"> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/foxtongue\/114003064\/\" title=\"photo sharing\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/54\/114003064_2f868039e1_m.jpg\" alt=\"\" style=\"border: solid 2px #000000;\" \/><\/a> <br \/> <span style=\"font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;\">  <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/foxtongue\/114003064\/\">a spur of the moment decision<\/a>  <br \/>  Originally uploaded by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/people\/foxtongue\/\">Foxtongue<\/a>. <\/span><\/div>\n<p><i>video: <a href=\"http:\/\/video.greatestjournal.com\/files\/royksopp.mov\">Royksopp &#8211; What Else Is There?<\/a><\/i><\/p>\n<p>He was a broken angel, a stunningly beautiful boy sitting on a saxophone case on the side of the road. Purple hat, bottle green pants, blue leather shoes. We nodded, one eccentric to the other, and he spoke to me in french. I remembered him, later, from so many years ago that I might have been a different height. <\/p>\n<p>I stood on a table and shouted last week. &#8220;This is your only proven chance. The Right Thing is to be, not some societal structured decision on what&#8217;s polite.&#8221; I hadn&#8217;t felt anger like that in so long. I had forgotten. My voice, it snapped off the tips of the words. Hot words. &#8220;Do what you need to do now, there is no later.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I think I&#8217;m going to bring him home with me. A bad idea, but a necessary one. When the chemical conversion has finished, I will either be snuffed out or unrequired, but this is the time I have. It&#8217;s rare to find people as scraped hollow as I am. He&#8217;s going to be a father in a few days to a child he didn&#8217;t want. <a href=\"http:\/\/www.cnn.com\/CNN\/Programs\/anderson.cooper.360\/blog\/2006\/03\/man-behind-roe-vs-wade-for-men.html\">Roe VS Wade for men.<\/a><\/p>\n<p>He called me Pandora, the man I shouted at. I love him more than I should be allowed. Traditionally, Pandora was a poisoned gift for man, sent by the gods to punish the theft of fire. Beautiful, deft, clever, and with a talent for healing, still it was her blessing of mischievous curiosity that brought worry to the world, not her grace.<\/p>\n<p>He is one of the people, precious and rare, who bring fire. I would hate to follow history, but I worry that I will. Last night as I walked home the nine o&#8217;clock gun sounded like storm heavy thunder. I had sat with the boy for two hours, his heart a black shuttered star, still guttering, else I would not have been there.<\/p>\n<p>When I left, I poured barefoot into the night. When I left, he closed the door. When I left, I said &#8220;Good night, sweet prince, dream well. The world is still waiting for you.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>When I had dangerously opened my dowry, my carved box, I had tasted faith.<br clear=\"all\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>a spur of the moment decision Originally uploaded by Foxtongue. video: Royksopp &#8211; What Else Is There? He was a broken angel, a stunningly beautiful boy sitting on a saxophone case on the side of the road. Purple hat, bottle green pants, blue leather shoes. We nodded, one eccentric to the other, and he spoke &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2006\/03\/20\/i-will-see-you-again\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;&#8220;I will see you again&#8221;&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[642,635,641,8,3],"class_list":["post-1788","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-broken-hearts","tag-darling-thomas","tag-kier","tag-love","tag-relationships"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1788","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1788"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1788\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1788"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1788"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1788"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}