(no subject)
This is one of those rare occasions when the music hits you. It starts you dancing, excstatic at the way the beat moves your bones, your tendons, your muscles. You jump, you sing, you move your body in ethereal circles at the possiblitiy of a future with a feeling as deep, intense, exciting, and fluid as that vibration in your heart and body. Your imagination runs wild, turning words that don't relate to you into a blurred melody, a primitive hum and groan that comes from the base of your being, imagining, hoping, hoping, hoping, remembering.
Remembering.
You jump onto your bed with the grace and pure magical energy of an impala, with full knowledge, even joy at your own comparative clumsiness. The music has slowed, your whole body sighs, your head hangs off the edge and your legs bend at an angle exactly befitting them. You feel the pure power of your youth and your life and the hormones streaming through your body.
But you remember, too.
And you realize there's so much more weight to your being than there was. There's so much more pain, so much more experience, so much more death.
And you wonder who you were and who you are. And whether you're the same. I'm safe now, life is easier than it has ever been, but even then I would to ANYTHING to be back, to have her back. And sometimes I don't know if it is strength I'm feeling, or damage. Was I in ignorance, am I in denial? Who am I?
Ach,memories.
Remembering.
You jump onto your bed with the grace and pure magical energy of an impala, with full knowledge, even joy at your own comparative clumsiness. The music has slowed, your whole body sighs, your head hangs off the edge and your legs bend at an angle exactly befitting them. You feel the pure power of your youth and your life and the hormones streaming through your body.
But you remember, too.
And you realize there's so much more weight to your being than there was. There's so much more pain, so much more experience, so much more death.
And you wonder who you were and who you are. And whether you're the same. I'm safe now, life is easier than it has ever been, but even then I would to ANYTHING to be back, to have her back. And sometimes I don't know if it is strength I'm feeling, or damage. Was I in ignorance, am I in denial? Who am I?
Ach,memories.