She says she has a sea inside her. Small and round and perfect. When she is angry, it is deep green and rolls, and has tiny, dark clouds above it. When she is happy, it is light and blue, and little winds run over its surface, giving its wavelets tiny white crests. She says there are…
“I would rather be ashes than dust.
I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
The function of man is to live, not to exist.
I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them.
I shall use my time.”—Jack London. (via ifoundyourdiary)
When riding the bus, if a person sits on your left, and there is an empty seat to your right (for example), is it considered more polite to move over one seat, leaving the empty one as a personal space buffer between you? Or is it better to just stay where you are? I’m always afraid that changing seats would be like saying “I don’t want to be near you, you filthy pig,” and that I would risk offending the other person. (Sometimes the person is actually quite filthy/crazy, and in those cases, changing seats is alost a natural reflex. I’m only taking about cases where the person in question is just as clean/sane as you are.)
It’s inevitable that all the seats will be taken eventually, but when the opportunity to have a little more breathing room is still available, should you take it?
1. Court jester for a court of law: The best way to lighten up the legal process. An opening defense statement is accompanied by a lively jig on the lute. The joker juggles colorful balls in the face of a sobbing murder witness. Objections are followed by puns and punchlines until, eventually, the judge slams his gavel down and yells, “Order! Get that clown out of here!”
2. Formal football: An American favorite adapted for the upper class viewer. The familiar grass field is surrounded by candlelit dinners. Grunts from sweaty linebackers accompany chatter about investments. Live chamber music is punctuated with the clash of helmets and heavy flesh, followed in turn by polite golf claps.
3. Noah’s Ark Combo: Inspired by the turducken, this legendary meal of biblical proportions is designed for the biggest eaters on the planet. One of each kind of animal is stuffed inside one another, like a colossal matryoska doll — recursively, deliciously.
Can I be a fish? Or could I just have a kiss? Balance a spoon on my nose captured in the light, and two twins who have identical belly buttons and hands, each made of their own skin. Go through your memories. Do you want them again or just want more?
What do you do when you want to explore with new people, but you do not know how to tell them? How will they take it that you just want to shut your eyes, and ask them to do the same; to just shut their eyes and move freely around… move around. and please, hit yourself against the walls by accident as you explore with me; while those eyes are closed and get scratched- those sorts of bruises are the best impressions to have. war wounds are the proudest of stories. How can I ask you to close your eyes and just go out and play with me? Doesn’t one just ask? Long memories by the new ones. Hold me by that.
i could put notes on the cobble stone steps. I could.
i hope a cage does not suit me. but if i could be a fish, i could always have a kiss, even without asking. how can one forget a fish kiss?