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July 03, 2005
Simple things
Oh My electronic Friends, it is so good to have you, so good not to meet you and still know of you, with traces you leave, the comments you dare, just pure magic of thoughts not filtered by how you look, what you do, just thoughts, reasons, emotions, and all their hieghts and lows.
She dared to take another layer, of her own will, standing by the window, as we looked and she stayed since it was safe, the distance the privilage of lack of physical reach, allowed us a glimps, as she opened her skull, brought the light closer and let us see within the grey mass, across all the biology of its reach where it strted and where it fled, the fusion and the light as they carried her inside her head, and how beautifull it looked, and no one cared how she looked, if her hair and nails were done, or who she was, it was all about the transparancy of her light and the reach of her fusions, the configeration of her alphabets, and the wonder of her words, all and all majestic and so so intelligently erotic.
have I done enough to celebrate this day, this singular passage of time, as minute as its existance might be within the life of this universe, and the consciousness of it breath. Did I reach high enough, did I talk in kindness, was truth the guide, and did I add to the harmony of this day by my existance, Have I done enough .....
what does have this resless soul to bring me again, where would it lead me, and is it awarte of my limited movements, my chains, my locked doors, the barriers that exist betweem urges and reality of obligations. How , how would I reason with it, in what tongue, what logic, for it wants what it wants, and I can not abide by its urges, and i can not break his mended heart. I draw the line, I set the parameters, every night and by morning he has pushed them further, where I can not dare. It does not fit me, it does not fit the reality of my bones and flesh and skin, it asks for so much, it needs.......
and I try to reason, I try......
the door is not locked, the shoes are left on the side, and the walls are coming in closer and closer, and I need to find the shoes, and learn the logics of doors and enterance and exits, I have to find the knob, I have to climb the walls, I have to break in and out, I need to go..........
The simple things, oh the pleasure of simple things where did I leave you, the simple life, away from the crowded artery of these hallways and rooms, the quiet gestures, the smiles of joy in morsels of times,
the uncomlicated reaching, of "Hello's", and "where have been", and "I miss you, where are you". sitting at the wooden table and sharing bread with cheese and sweet tea, or a warm soup with dried bread, or maybe just a gulp of water and some sympathy....... sitting together, within the arms you know and just sitting side byside and allowing the time to pass you by, while you bask in the glow of your being together, the simlpe passage of time, the simple life.........
Posted by Idinraha at July 3, 2005 03:25 PM
Comments
You ask, how can one reason with a soul that refuses to accept the self imposed boundries of ones reality???
Have you ever considered the possiblity that it is your soul which is attempting to use reason and logic and it is your adherence to the reality of flesh and skin which is acting in defiance of both.
There is nothing illogical about the souls urges, especially the most daring ones.
Where your reality falls short, you can always take solace in your art. Write about the urges in the context of a world where such boundries do not exist. That will be your soul's consolation.
Posted by: Inasy at July 4, 2005 03:01 PM
"HELLO"
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at July 5, 2005 02:06 AM
you are my frind Inasy describing the life of an ARTIST, and as one you know it is a hard life to live. But let it go where it may, sometimes there is no choice.
Posted by: Idinraha at July 5, 2005 04:39 PM