Thursday, October 13, 2005

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What is this that I feel? Am I tapping into something bigger than me? Though I only know my own feelings, my own sensations spreading through me when I hear these sounds, see these sights, I know the universality of this silent sadness...not a painful sadness but a quiet one. I don't experience this sadness. This sadness experiences me. And then it goes.

12 Comments:

At October 13, 2005 10:42 PM, Anonymous Heather said...

Hmmm. I like when you say things experience you. Seems like I've heard that in your blog before. For lack of a better word, it's just a very cool way to put it.

Also, looooove the yellow collection, I want to frame them and hang them in my room. Don't know what it is about those pictures, but I could stare all day.

 
At October 14, 2005 1:23 AM, Blogger Sorted Lives said...

Very introspective -- BTW, like Heather, love the YELLOW -- the color has a bad rap!!

 
At October 14, 2005 2:02 AM, Blogger suleyman said...

As Dinosaur Jr. says: "I feel the pain of everyone, then I feel nothing."

So, uh, those Chia-pets are funny aren't they? Little clay plant things, all growin' grass that looks like fur. Ch-ch-ch-Chia!

Sock puppets and the word "grunion." Those are funny. Think about those things....:)

Trying to figure out how to cheer you up,

-Suley

 
At October 14, 2005 7:38 AM, Blogger em said...

don't read any novels by Meja Mwangi, don't drive my car-
these things do not bring anything even remotely like a good feeling- go to this new blog- that is something like happy- oh yeah- this is em

 
At October 14, 2005 9:14 AM, Anonymous E said...

Wow. I love this short, but simple post. Makes me want to hop in the car, drive to Ohio, and make you teach me how to skate. Or just sit and drink a few beers. Seems like our moods are matching.

 
At October 14, 2005 10:56 AM, Anonymous M said...

Hey, E, can I come?
So, I might say "I hope you feel better," but I know that sometimes you don't want to. You want to marinate in your own mood and be broody. Marinate. Be broody. And feel better when you feel like it.
Oh, I'm on a one-woman crusade for soup. Eat soup. It's like a hug from the inside.
And drink beer. That's always a good idea. (what, did you think I was going to respond to a post without reccomending it?)
cheers mate.

 
At October 14, 2005 1:42 PM, Anonymous E said...

Well, M...of COURSE you can come. I'll bring the beer and you bring the soup.

 
At October 14, 2005 1:58 PM, Blogger lasomniloquy said...

This sadness washes over me sometimes. I love the way you phrased it...that it experiences you. It makes perfect sense, because it is a thing all unto itself; it's like spiritual weather.

 
At October 14, 2005 2:32 PM, Blogger cmhl said...

you, me, and e need to set up a date. I"ll bring the cookie dough. haha.

 
At October 14, 2005 2:53 PM, Anonymous M said...

Beer is kind of like soup. Cold barley soup.

 
At October 14, 2005 6:00 PM, Blogger Mr. H.K. said...

It's especially good when it goes. Or at least it's better for ME when it goes....

Cheers,

Mr. H.K.
Postcards from Hell's Kitchen
And I Quote Blog

 
At October 15, 2005 9:03 AM, Blogger Sangroncito said...

Sending a wave of happiness from Brazil.....hugs, sangroncito

 

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