A melody is the sprinkling of the glass as the fish breaks the punchbowl and at long last earns the right to breath unpolluted air. (A short lived dream, I might add) A paradigm is the bringing together of morning misteries and the banking of glory waves. My mind to your mind, my thoughts to your thoughts. Miracles, they happen all the time you know. It's like when a window breaks with no pane. Or maybe it's not. My mind to your mind, my thoughts to your thoughts. Hystery? A miracle moment. Memoirs. The long legs of an 18th century oak dining set complete with 4 chairs and a master bedroom. Elongated bubble winding it's way through the space of time, cutting a path through the prone blackness of the world we don't live in. Mindless monotony. Mind numbing monogamy? A miracle is what happens every time I wake up before noon. At peace, at last. The melody...
I hear in the distance the sound of water hoping to fall. I hear music waiting to be played; laughter waiting to be laughed. What is a smile but an inverted crescendo? What is the future but someone else's past? Who in their right mind dares to dream without hearing first the song which has that dream inspired? Here and now I'm faced with a dilemma. A computer screen and a keyboard that refuse to obey. I, here; now, (besides being awfully fond of punctuation!) need to step, to move (all from the comfort of this, not my living room chair). A ship without a rudder? No, more like a sports car with no one at the wheel. Hypotheses.
Well now, that was one step forward. One step forward and two steps back. Probably not. However it might be worth noting that the potential does not even exist. I've been singing a song a fair bit lately. The song you will find
Wow, that's totally not what I intended to do, but seeing as how I've never done that before, I think I'll just leave it in.
I think I've just found the leave in I will believe in.
posted by Lauren @ Sunday, May 02, 2004
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