Random Shower Thoughts
Apr. 21st, 2006 09:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mlerulesSeeking to tame emotions with words, corralling feelings, making sense of the heart...why why why? Training. DAMN THE SOCRATIC METHOD! I can and will BE in the moment. I will I will I will i am...swept up...swept away...chaos...riding the waves...careening at high speeds through ether and water and fluid emotions and wonderings. Now and again I'll get the breathe knocked outta me...yet I do seem to return to the top of the ramp to leap again, to wander back into the water for another ride. Dunno whether I'm insane...just know I'm ME. Ebbs & floes, flotsam & jetsam and Jetsons and Flintstones and fires and embers and banking. I'm looking at a pic of a huge oversized (yet THE size) Elton John boot circa 1974-76. Life. Soul. Funk.
The people in our life (can) come to be part and parcel of who we are. When they leave... When I leave... Sigh over frayed ties.
Circles expand/contract. Tails get chased. Tail gets chased...only not so much now as once upon a time. I'm on the verge of acceptance of myself. Just need to push myself a teensy bit more, so I can peek over the top...what do I see? Where am I looking? It's not looking so much as loving. Faith, not reason. Leaping. Boing boing boing. Seven Lords A-Leaping? Yes, yesterday's Pavlovian reaction was this: as the heat rises (it's been in the low-mid 80s the past few daze), my mind turns to X-mas music. So yesterday in the privacy and comfort of my own car, driving 'round and 'tween places, I listened to one of my x-mas compilations. Usually this doesn't kick in 'til July, but this year it's starting earlier, apparently. Not to worry: I don't inflict this compulsion on others (at least not 'til after Thx-giving, then be wary 'cause it's fair game at home and in the car and at the bar, up close and afar). Sometimes my world seems very Dr Seuss. I've got the Dr S B-day record. Did he do a x-mas album perchance? If so, I must acquire it...
And now...must return to the world yet again...bump.
The people in our life (can) come to be part and parcel of who we are. When they leave... When I leave... Sigh over frayed ties.
Circles expand/contract. Tails get chased. Tail gets chased...only not so much now as once upon a time. I'm on the verge of acceptance of myself. Just need to push myself a teensy bit more, so I can peek over the top...what do I see? Where am I looking? It's not looking so much as loving. Faith, not reason. Leaping. Boing boing boing. Seven Lords A-Leaping? Yes, yesterday's Pavlovian reaction was this: as the heat rises (it's been in the low-mid 80s the past few daze), my mind turns to X-mas music. So yesterday in the privacy and comfort of my own car, driving 'round and 'tween places, I listened to one of my x-mas compilations. Usually this doesn't kick in 'til July, but this year it's starting earlier, apparently. Not to worry: I don't inflict this compulsion on others (at least not 'til after Thx-giving, then be wary 'cause it's fair game at home and in the car and at the bar, up close and afar). Sometimes my world seems very Dr Seuss. I've got the Dr S B-day record. Did he do a x-mas album perchance? If so, I must acquire it...
And now...must return to the world yet again...bump.
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Date: 2006-04-21 06:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-21 09:42 pm (UTC)I am very concerned...
Date: 2006-04-21 09:43 pm (UTC)Re: I am very concerned...
Date: 2006-04-21 09:45 pm (UTC)