Thursday, August 31, 2006

Without Pluto


I'm a Scorpio and every self respecting Scorpio knows that Pluto's our ruling planet. What's to become of us now that the planet's no more? Ok, it still exists but as a 'dwarf', what's with that? I refuse to have a dwarf planet as my ruler and i suggest all Scorpios band together and demand that Sagittarius share Jupitar with us. I think it's large enough.

Monday, August 21, 2006

Nowhere's better than here.



Who was I before I was me
Before I was shaped by society
Where was I before I was here
Before I had skin and teeth and hair...


I miss being Nowhere. Nowhere's a place that doesn't exist, a place that never was. I know I've been there before, when I was young, before I had 'real' memories. I think of nowhere now and all I see in my mind's eye is a black hole. Nothing. It's how (I believe) I remember my 'babyhood'. Scientists report that our earliest childhood memories come from when we're about three or three and a half, though some individuals swear they have memories from when they were eighteen months. I feel my memories come from a much earlier time. A time when time was still and I was inanimate. When I saw things and didn't know what they were. When life would fade in and out and I didn't have to respond or participate actively in it. There were no responsibilities then. I was under no obligation to be part of society. I could just lie there and exist and that was enough. When I tell my sister this she laughs and says I'm making it up. Like how I swore I remembered the color of my cot (pink) only for my mother to tell me it had been white. Regardless, the nostalgia I feel for that 'made-up' time and place is real. I've recently been exploring my childhood memories. For some reason I see something or smell something that triggers some buried memory and I cry. I don't know why. It's not that I want my childhood back, I'm not MJ, but there are times when I want to reclaim certain childhood feelings and beliefs. Take for instance the first time I was ever affected emotionally by a movie. I must have been about four when I saw 'Nausicaa of the Valley'. At the end when the princess died I bawled my eyes out. It was then that I first discovered bad things happen to good people. I have never been affected like that by any movie since. Call it the loss of innocence if you will. Even now I still cry when I watch the end. Not because it makes me sad now, but because I remember how sad it made me all those years ago. To think I will never feel that way again is sad in it's own right, but it's a different kind. In Nowhere you don't feel sad, or anything else. It's a great place to be . The thing is I can't go there, it's like Neverland, not for adults. Once you grow up it becomes unattainable, nothing but a distant memory. I do miss it though.

Monday, August 14, 2006

No. 024


If upon a winter’s night
The moon, freeze dried, burns not bright
And the leaves leave the branches light
Will you mourn with head shorn?
With fingers torn from roses' thorns?
Will you grasp at blades of grass?
And leave your mark along the path?
I have not seen flowers spring in spring
Or felt autumn’s breathless wind
It is now as it’s always been
Summer’s bright but life is dim.