jeanette winterson  

rm_rlandma 42M/41F
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8/1/2006 9:00 am

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8/4/2006 8:08 am

jeanette winterson

" ... i used to think that darkness and death were probably the same. that death was the absence of light. that death was nothing more than the shadow-lands where people bought and sold and loved as usual but with less conviction. the night seems more temporary than the day, especially to lovers, and it also seems more uncertain. in this way it sums up our lives, which are uncertain and temporary. we forget about that in the day. in the day we go on for ever. this is the city of uncertanity where routes and faces look alike and are not. death will be like that. we will be forever recognising people we have never met. but darkness and death are not the same. the one is temporary, the other is not..."

i recently met someone who very much reminds me of someone else. is that what happens when we get older? we dont bother to see more than what we have already seen? i look at this person and think, " ... she is so like her, its haunting, it cant be, but maybe if i cross my fingers and say the prayer i want to, she'll be the same as her, and it will be like having her back..."

she isnt her, and never will be. but the real question is, am i growing blind to new things, or just becoming overladen with the tedium of them?

and now a poem cuz i just cant resist, and whats a moody blog on a site like AdultFriendFinder without a clever prose expression of mediocre disillusionment anyway?

i will pour myself into her
like rain into the waiting lilly
i will make her bend at petal and stem
till soft she touched the ground

i will pour myself into her
and parch my memory with my own nature in her

LoyalOximeShred 43F

8/1/2006 11:41 am

I think our curse is to continue meeting people that reminds us of other people- thanks to John Guare (Six degrees of Separation). We have six people that link us together at any given time. Love that!!!

Seriously though... It seems like every stranger I pass by in the street looks more and more like someone I've known in my life- and thus, my heart leaps into song. Or maybe it's friggin' heatstroke?

Pour away, fellow restless soul..

When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece.
-John Ruskin

rm_rlandma 42M/41F
476 posts
8/3/2006 9:39 am

i try to look ahead, really i do ... but fuck me if i'm not standing infront of a mirror .... *winks* ....

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