Saturday, May 3, 2008

rain is a perfectly sculpted garden of wetness

today i was inspired. utterly inspired, for the first time in so long. and even though i didn't really do that much, my eyes were open and my heart was too. finally.
i was listening to neutral milk hotel on the bus on my way to uni, sunglasses on. the tint on my sunnies are a kind of dark yellow, and they make all the greens seem amazingly green and all the blue seem kinda green too, actually. it's similar to late afternoon light, that point in the day when i feel like the spectrum is overflowing and bright. but this was different, more... dark? no. kinda... rustic? no. it felt like i was in a 70's video clip or something. maybe early 90's would be more appropriate. and the fuzz and hum of nmh in my ears combined with the most vibrant and deep green of the trees made my spirit hungry for everything that this universe has to offer. i devoured it all, from behind a bus window. i soaked in the colours and the sounds and the emotions of everything around me. a woman was crying as she got off at oats street, her sunnies were lightly tinted and her lips were made up. she walked strangely and her mullet-sporting man-friend didn't seem too comforting. for some reason i felt a loss. to be honest, my instinctual conclusion was that she had just had an abortion... i'm not sure if that was the case but it seemed like it. i wanted to look her in the eyes, i didn't want to say anything or do anything but that. so that i could show her that somebody in this world had compassion for her, even if they had never met and probably never would again after that moment.
but i didn't take off my sunglasses, i just sat there and soaked in her sadness. even when she was well out of sight i still felt her sadness lingering.

i think i am tuning my receptors, slowly but surely. i am picking up on other people, on new ideas, on new frequencies completely. some that i never even knew were there.
hopefully i can maintain this feeling for long enough to do all the things i want to do, at least for the time being.

no, i must go to bed. trial for a job tomorrow. new frequencies.

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