Showing posts with label skelliconnection. Show all posts
Showing posts with label skelliconnection. Show all posts
Monday, June 7, 2010
look aftering
There are many a tipping point in one's life. Getting pushed to the precipice is common exercise and I don't even have heels in any of my shoes anymore from pushing against the dirt. I know I have a lithe demeanor but it is tempered with a rebellious spirit. And I have had tremors coursing through this secondary sensibility and I am moved. I have rediscovered the value of faith through the intervention of friends and I am understanding the necessity of movement and progress and dreams. I am moreover furthering my knowledge of love and all the sacrifices therein. For the first time I feel just like the enormous sycamore tree across the street from our apartment. Full to bursting with vibrant, lush green. But instead of this growth merely weighing down my bows I am able to emulate the tree and stand entirely at ease because the leaves cause me no harm.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
what was once the only thing...
...has transformed into everything.
I have never been so calm in an airport before. This is usually the place that engenders in me the most bestial, brutal feelings. I am usually turning green and slipping into some purple cutoffs. It isn't just the perceived organization of airports or even the advertisement barrage, but it is just how transitional they are.
Airports are one place that I have never been able to be content in or thankful for. They are the farthest thing from home. Familiar, sure, but comfortless because it is all just amusement here to keep your vitals at "just so" in order to ensure your body gets on that plane whether or not your soul ever made to the airport is irrelevant. I have floated soulless as the tomato sitting my window sill back home through many airports. But right now I feel full. Yes I had an airport Pizza Hut Express pizza but I feel fulfillment as well.
I should be discontented. Due to reasons undisclosed to me my flight from Denver to LAX was delayed three hours so no I am departing at 12:30 am Mountain Time. But I feel warm and fresh. I am tired but I am alert. I am practically alone save for about five custodians who keep passing with their large yellow trash cans on wheels. I feel in control in a place I usually feel under attack and helpless. I am going to hold on to this.
I have never been so calm in an airport before. This is usually the place that engenders in me the most bestial, brutal feelings. I am usually turning green and slipping into some purple cutoffs. It isn't just the perceived organization of airports or even the advertisement barrage, but it is just how transitional they are.
Airports are one place that I have never been able to be content in or thankful for. They are the farthest thing from home. Familiar, sure, but comfortless because it is all just amusement here to keep your vitals at "just so" in order to ensure your body gets on that plane whether or not your soul ever made to the airport is irrelevant. I have floated soulless as the tomato sitting my window sill back home through many airports. But right now I feel full. Yes I had an airport Pizza Hut Express pizza but I feel fulfillment as well.
I should be discontented. Due to reasons undisclosed to me my flight from Denver to LAX was delayed three hours so no I am departing at 12:30 am Mountain Time. But I feel warm and fresh. I am tired but I am alert. I am practically alone save for about five custodians who keep passing with their large yellow trash cans on wheels. I feel in control in a place I usually feel under attack and helpless. I am going to hold on to this.
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