Thursday, July 29, 2010

Incepted

Everyone's asked the question, "what if real life is a dream, and my dreams are real life?" At least...I'm pretty sure everyone's asked it. I've asked it more than once, so that should make up for the few people who never thought to ask.

Anyway, Inception takes that question to a degree I don't think I could ever have imagined - quite skillfully - and makes a few other points along the way.

How much of our relationships are based on our perceptions of people, and not the people themselves? If you love someone, are you loving them with all of their idiosyncrasies, or are you loving your perception of them and how they fit into your world and how you see things?

And can you really build those architectural puzzles like never ending staircases?

What about building a less invasive version of the Matrix, using .....bracelets....that sucks you into the dream of the person on the other side of the wire?

Why do I always end up typing such dissatisfactorily short thoughts on this thing lately? I have more to say, my brain's just too sleepy to spit it out coherently right now.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Maybe I Really AM a Commitaphobe

Am I the only person who has seasonal friendships?

There are so many people who have been integral parts of my life...and we just don't talk anymore. It's not like there was a big blow up or anything. Out of the dozen or so people I can think of, only two fall into that category. Instead it's almost as if life drifts us apart like clusters of seaweed on the tide.

What's perhaps even more bizarre about the whole thing is the fact that certain people among my drifters seem to try to cling to how things were before; while others just pick up where we left off. Then there are those who never really drifted very far away, so the connection is still there, just . . . loosely; and the rest who are basically totally gone.

...in other news, we just had an earthquake. *blink*

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Somewhere

There is a place I want to be
Where time slows down and my heart can breathe
Every day is peace and free
That's the place I want to be

There is a place I want to live
Where strength and comfort are gifts I give
Hearts are softened and safe to dream
That's the place I want to be

There is a place I long to see
Where trust is safe inherently
The only danger to be found
Is a step not taken to unseen grounds

My soul wants freedom, space to be
And rest from all that's wearied me
Someday it won't be just a dream
Until then, glimpses, hopefully