Posted by John on November 18, 2001 at 16:24:15:
In Reply to: childlike faith and menacing birds posted by giveawayboy on November 16, 2001 at 16:55:27:
: well, it hurts like normal. i described it once. it's like having a thousand caribou running around inside you and someone is expanding this steel pole inside your ribcage so that eventually it will break and let them out into the real world where they can reak havoc. something like that. at least when i go to silence that is what i find. that is the song i hear. and those birds are relentless, but i am learning now to be mindful of the birds and not anxious about them. also, i am learning to see past the birds to get the whole concerto. to get the whole song. so, somewhere between the thousand caribou and the birds, or birdlike creatures and the sun and the moon lies the frankenstein-like polarity, which hurts but strives for elegance, and beyond all of those things plus frankenstein lies this MYSTERY which soothes me, nurses me, holds me, releases me, judges me kisses me, lays me down and loves me. something like this.
I maintain that Bill Rogers would do well to at least every once in a awhile give way to his passion and let the caribou out. I think you would find that they will either gladly trot back in after getting some exercise, or more likely run away and leave you empty and exhausted after your extended maniacal dance of chest-escaping caribou... but you'd live and feel healthier afterward. and i wager that some other culturally significant animal would begin breeding and another pole-stretcher would climb up to start over again.
(I know from experience that it is awesome to see your dreams walk around next to someone you know isn't in them.) (I'd love to be there for it too.)