And now
I wrote the previous entry about a week or so ago. And now here is a temporary experience I would like to share that relates, now that I think about it.
It was saturday night and we had just done the final performance of the Vagina Monologues (see it, do it LIVE it).
Anyhow, feeling all empowered, dressed in our 'I heart Vagina' tshirts, us cast members (and a few more) ventured to the local favourite drinking establishment, 'Phil's'. Having a good time was our motto for the night and well, we did.
We danced and we drank and we danced soem more. Anyway, I went only expecting to have a good time out with the girls, nothing more. I made a few new friends with that crew, warms ma heart, and we were dancing our hearts out. I noticed this man shape sort of dancing near us, but not trying to dance with anyone (huzzah! a respectful manfigure!). Anyway, long story short, I ended up dancing with him for a long period of the night. We basically spent the entire period of time laughing our asses off.
However...
Aside from introducing ourselves with our first names, nothing was said. We were there, we were in the moment, we caught the moment on our lips a few times and aside from sharing our names and oh I suppose a few 'i'll be backs' when we went to you know, quench our thirst, and a number spoken by me upon inquiry, nothing was said.
Now some may say that is shallow.
But I say it's exactly what I needed. No expectations, no pressure. Just momentary exhaultation of dancing keeping the beat with another. And aside from the odd fluttering thought of this mysterious entity that is left lingering, nothing more is thought.
I know what you're thinking 'that's not very meaningful'. But it is. It proves my point exactly from my last entry. Life is touch and go, if you will, and making moments last longer than is necessary is wreckless.
Besides, it made me think about war. And I desperately want to do something to make it stop. I was thinking about it, and it's real. I thought of it as differently than I would refer to say Vietnam. But it's no different.
WHERE IS THE UPRISING? We really need to do something. Do you think people today have too many distractions and are able to easier avoid the inyourfaceness that was new in Vietnam?I'm referring, obviously, to the internet and such. Perhaps that is simple thinking but perhaps it's not.
The Harper Regime has announced sending air conditioned tanks to Afghanistan. WHAT?
We need to start mobilising the people. Laurier is starting an anti-war campaign, btu I missed the meeting last week and was afraid to go this week.
Seriously.
It was saturday night and we had just done the final performance of the Vagina Monologues (see it, do it LIVE it).
Anyhow, feeling all empowered, dressed in our 'I heart Vagina' tshirts, us cast members (and a few more) ventured to the local favourite drinking establishment, 'Phil's'. Having a good time was our motto for the night and well, we did.
We danced and we drank and we danced soem more. Anyway, I went only expecting to have a good time out with the girls, nothing more. I made a few new friends with that crew, warms ma heart, and we were dancing our hearts out. I noticed this man shape sort of dancing near us, but not trying to dance with anyone (huzzah! a respectful manfigure!). Anyway, long story short, I ended up dancing with him for a long period of the night. We basically spent the entire period of time laughing our asses off.
However...
Aside from introducing ourselves with our first names, nothing was said. We were there, we were in the moment, we caught the moment on our lips a few times and aside from sharing our names and oh I suppose a few 'i'll be backs' when we went to you know, quench our thirst, and a number spoken by me upon inquiry, nothing was said.
Now some may say that is shallow.
But I say it's exactly what I needed. No expectations, no pressure. Just momentary exhaultation of dancing keeping the beat with another. And aside from the odd fluttering thought of this mysterious entity that is left lingering, nothing more is thought.
I know what you're thinking 'that's not very meaningful'. But it is. It proves my point exactly from my last entry. Life is touch and go, if you will, and making moments last longer than is necessary is wreckless.
Besides, it made me think about war. And I desperately want to do something to make it stop. I was thinking about it, and it's real. I thought of it as differently than I would refer to say Vietnam. But it's no different.
WHERE IS THE UPRISING? We really need to do something. Do you think people today have too many distractions and are able to easier avoid the inyourfaceness that was new in Vietnam?I'm referring, obviously, to the internet and such. Perhaps that is simple thinking but perhaps it's not.
The Harper Regime has announced sending air conditioned tanks to Afghanistan. WHAT?
We need to start mobilising the people. Laurier is starting an anti-war campaign, btu I missed the meeting last week and was afraid to go this week.
Seriously.