{"id":308,"date":"2010-08-04T03:16:33","date_gmt":"2010-08-04T08:16:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php"},"modified":"2014-03-24T01:17:19","modified_gmt":"2014-03-24T08:17:19","slug":"dreams-i","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/writing\/writing-1994\/dreams-i","title":{"rendered":"Dreams (I)"},"content":{"rendered":"<h5><em>By Martin Falatic<br \/>\nWritten 1994-05-24 16:12<br \/>\nRevised 1994-05-24 16:12<\/em><\/h5>\n<div class=\"hr\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<pre>My dreams lie like broken toys, abandoned and forgotten,\r\n          rusting in the chilly rain of yesterday's passion.\r\nThe present is unbroken ground...\r\n          only a stern plow will turn over the stubborn desert,\r\n                    my heart,\r\n          and make it live again.\r\nThe future stands before me an open road, shrouded in darkness:\r\n          the stuff of nightmares.\r\nFaceless and raw, it mocks my feeble barriers;\r\n          it is the wind in my hair, the cold in my spine,\r\n          it is everywhere, unstoppable.\r\nIt rushes towards me, as I stand frozen with fear,\r\n          knowing I cannot stop the clocks anymore.<\/pre>\n<div class=\"hr\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Martin Falatic Written 1994-05-24 16:12 Revised 1994-05-24 16:12 My dreams lie like broken toys, abandoned and forgotten, rusting in the chilly rain of yesterday&#8217;s passion. The present is unbroken ground&#8230; only a stern plow will turn over the stubborn desert, my heart, and make it live again. The future stands before me an open [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":276,"menu_order":6,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"class_list":["post-308","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/308","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=308"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/308\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/276"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=308"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}