THEME FRIDAYS
Okay, so i’m a mo-mo. i picked this week’s theme which is you. My post, however, is not about you, but about you. i hope that you can find yourself in it. Being arrogant when i chose this theme, i thought this would be a snap, but you are not easily defined or confined- at least not by me. i don’t care what your mama said, this time it’s all about…
you
i’m glad you made it. i’m glad you’re here. And you, and you. Thank you for coming. Thank you for being here, friend/stranger/reader…
i am here with you. i am in the roundness of the O. i am the line that crosses the tees, the squiggle of an S. And you’ve come to look me over. It’s okay. It’s what i am for. That’s why we’re here. My mind within these words, and you inside your eyes. This is where we meet through those things that are between us. Things like miles or friendship, clothes, heat. Confusion or boredom. All that falls away right here, right now.
So we are here, and i want to show you me, my thoughts, feelings, ideas, life in a string of symbols. Through these symbols- letters put together as words. These words’re put together to convey my mind. Your eyes analyze these letters, decipher their meaning in relation to your experience apart from me, in relation to what you believe about me, in relation to what you must guess rather than know. You wonder about me, judge me, grasp me, question me, hate me, like me. Understand…
And in that moment, this moment, when your mind, gut, heart or whatever in you tells you what you think is right, that you actually do know. You know my thoughts. They come into to you and become a part of you. For a moment, we are together… In the truest way. We are touching. My words to your eyes, an embrace in comfort or joy in meeting, a slap in anger, a brush of palm against palm. Fingers trace the paths of tears, of smile lines.
Our spirits, at this very second, are meeting together. Between words and eye. You. Me.
Then comes the *Holy Moment…
And for this second we rest in the other’s presence. You are holy. i am holy. We don’t normally realize this. Now you do and it’s strange. It- your holiness is the clean space within the O, blankness between words, between lines, images and sound. It is you- it is yours- in the pause.
Then phone rings or your microwave beeps. You realize what’s going on and we are pulled apart, mortal again, sullied by and tethered to, the world. Ripped out of this invisible, sacred togetherness and put back in our places. The holiness is shattered and gone. The story ends and you are there, i am here.
Apart.
Here’s J’s thoughts on You.
You have been on Annie’s mind as well.
(copyright 2008 ) c A Hughes
08.15.08
But I dont wanna be mortal again!!
When I first read the topic, you, I said to myself, “Me?” hah, I liked what you did with this, Christine. This was . . something only a true writer could do. An ordinary person could no way in hell come up with these words.
Mah-velous job, my friend.
Well, thank you Red.
i wish it was all me, but no. It was inspired by the movie Waking Life.
Only i made it about reading.
It will melt your brain, that movie. In a good way.
~c
What an interesting take on our theme this week. I wouldn’t have thought of taking this route, but you did it marvelously. I’m impressed, yet again, christine.
Gah. I lurve theme fridays.
Thank you, J.
If it were not for Theme Fridays, i’d not be writing anything creative.
So i am thankful for them, thankful for you and Annie, for my readers.
We did so good this week.
Fridays are ours!!
~c
Hey Chica,
That was just fucking awesome. Magic, really. I love it so much I don’t know what to say.
Love,
Annie
Thank you Annie.
Last night, i did some last minute edits, then became a little worried thinking it was over the top.
i’m glad it came across.
i’m hoping readers experience a holy moment in the purposeful blank places.
That would be totally cool!
~c
Wow. Nice take. I want to see that movie now as I’ve never seen it.
It is one of my favorite movies.
It is animated in a very cool, dizzying way.
The subjects discussed are amazing and it can be watched over and over and the viewer will get something new from it every time.
i highly recommend it. And if you decide to rent it, i’d love to hear what you think of it- even if you hate it.
~c
Indeed: I smiled, I went wide eyed, I went silent.
Awesome!
i wanted to try and create a “Holy Moment”. i don’t know if i did that exactly.
Hopefully it was close…
Thank you for coming by and reading, commenting, Gerry.
i appreciate it.
~c
c.
This is so beautiful. This is beautiful writing – so intrcrite ( I don’t know how to spell that word ) . I’m going to have to read this again. Hold on the line I loves is…. I loved what red said to, the line is.. I am the roundess of the 0. I’ve never heard that before, something so simple that means so much. The roundness of the 0 yer !
Thank you for this moment c
Smiles
Di
Thank you, Di, for sharing it with me.
Thank you for being here, leaving your mark.
~c
OOooooOOoooooo! chills
Really?
i wasn’t sure if it would work but it seems to’ve.
Thank you for commenting, for meeting me here for a few special moments.
~c
This was so cool. I felt so close to you. I could feel you touch my hand for a quick magic moment until the phone rang. I didn’t answer it because I didn’t want to let go. You are one cool lady to come up with this piece. Awesome!!!
Wonderful, wonderful!
That’s how i feel when i watch your videos- like i’m right there with you.
Thank you for the kind words, always Noni.
You’re one hell of a woman and i’m glad we had a few moments together.
~c
i bet i think this song is about me, don’t i, don’t i…
you’re my favorite.
there’s no getting around it.
i’m not just saying that because i need something from you. although i do. it is something about barns. it is something about how they are even more beautiful with their better, more functional years behind them. it is something about how you feel to be standing behind a warped wooden door, underneath a leaking roof, in the center of the center of someone’s former space, where work was done, and life was lived, and where ivy grows here and grows there over a cracked window.
if you can. i’d really like it.
and christine? thanks for having me. the pleasure is mine.
i think you’ve just written it!
There is a slanting, wavy-planked barn right down the street, on the creek that i love.
i think i’d love to, friend.
And you- you are always welcome, my dearest friend.
~c
loved this one.
reminds me of a friend who told us we had been blessed
and not to let anyone steal our blessing
thanks for the blessing of this read/Your write
you have a gift and it’s great to be able to bathe
myself in Your words
I think You deserve
CAPS – ALL CAPS