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Sunday, September 11, 2005
What makes a love story?
Isn't it all about trust and insecurity? Vulnerability and fear? Growing by letting somebody else fuck with your head, or failing to grow by raising shields? I suppose it can also be about control, both increasing it and losing it. And pleasure, intoxicating pleasure, feelings so good you want to hold on to them forever, even though you can't. You simply can't -- the cycles of life will assert themselves. And the attempt to hold on to pleasure creates conflicts (internal, external) that drive it away.
Written by Matthew Dominic Hunter @ 06:36 AM
my dissipating cloud of ALL
I can not remember my past sequentially, second-to-second, as though I were once again eight years old. Instead I remember iconic memories (even though I have not thought about those moments during the past 10 years). Iconic flashes, as though I were entering a near-death experience ... these will be the scenes I review ... but why these scenes? What was specifically important about my 5th grade friend losing his contact lens while we stood outside for a windy lunchtime? Hard lenses, not like today, they'd blow off your eyeballs on a Wichita gust of air ... I read so many books back then. I was programmed by my elder authors, forgetting about my body, growing my mind, growing my ego into a cloud of ALL. For decades I have believed that my cloud of ALL explained reality better than any other source.
Written by Matthew Dominic Hunter @ 05:47 AM
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