I have not yet earned a name

Jul 13, 2003 18:06

In another (self-imposed?) exile, I find myself immersed in love. I drove to Wilmington to see an old friend who has since been given a new name- Mira. I like the idea that you can earn a new name, sort of an Ursula LeGuin concept- Mira is named for a sixteenth-century princess who wrote devotional songs to Krishna ( Read more... )

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tareopti July 13 2003, 17:00:44 UTC
I don't understand how so many people can fall in love with New York. I grew up in the general area and I have't ever found a desire to spend more than a day there.
I just got back from NYC less than 15 minutes ago. I visited J.O.L (i'll tell you about that later) and i didn't feel alive for a second while I was there with him until we got into the parks. Until we sat by the fountian in the garden with our feet in the water. When we were walking back to GCT this bus passed by and knocked unbelieveable amounts of grit, dirt and sand into our faces. Regardless of his glasses he still got some in his eye and i can still feel it on my cheeks.

I can't see feeling alive there where im forced to put on make-up made of grime instead of makeup made of flower pollen and fresh air. My lungs feel cleaner now that im home, but they aren't as clean as when im happy and in the country.

I dont know how he's going to school there. I grew up and out of there like a dandelion from the cracks in the pavement. Fed with broken glass and cigarette buts my vessle grew and when the petals turned to seeds I was out of there with a passing taxi. I could never imagine going back.

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Re: averseortwo July 13 2003, 17:51:58 UTC
I feel like living in NYC is one of those things everybody is supposed to do at some point, just to understand what it's like. I know how you feel, though. California so often gets romanticized, and when I lived there most of my memories are about not being allowed to go outside because of smog alerts or someone finding a pound of cocaine inside the elementary school bathroom. Those two places, I think, are like giant metaphors. Pluck some random person out of Iowa and they can probably tell you all about Times Square or Sunset Boulevard. Those places belong to the whole world as a composite, and I guess that's why I am so fascinated by them.

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