Feb 04, 2007 23:06
How much time…?
Yesterday at friend’s birthday party. I’m in the habit of naming “Angel” this one. Blond guy with sky eyes. Really, I love him.
This morning I woke up in a double bed. He was next to me. Another guy was next to him.
Woken up I thought that I really needed to sleep with someone, as I needed human warmth. It’s been - how many months? - I didn’t sleep with someone.
Out of the window: mountains. Peace and silence. Mountains said “silence”, and I obeyed. Mountains said “be quiet, we welcome and keep you”, and I breathed in.
I’m tired, and tiredness means: “will not to speak, not to hear, not to be here with you (all of you, all the people I meet)”. Unwillingly you do what you have to do. Will says: “Out of here, and lonely search your lonely way.”
I entitled the last post “countdown”: it was a prophecy.
(Qoelet thinks herself to be a prophet.)
Qoelet has to say: “Stop”.
And then leaves.
(And comes here.)