08 December 2005

Refraction

Touch the mirror, break the surface tension. Watch the friction ripple off into infinity. A million reflections stretch out like a paper-doll. Your shades of gray. Your selves. Each one different, separate from the beginning. Like the rings in a recently sawed tree-stump, this is where you've been. The things you've lived through, each one written on your image.

You're as easy to steal as a car with an open window. You're an unlocked door. A safe the combination has been entered. Too easy to know. People get the full story just by looking at you. No mystery, no secret to your ticking. Nothing to unwrap.

You're disarming. You follow the rules. People can be themselves around you. Inside of minutes they feel they've known you their entire life. You have the same conversations with strangers you always have. You hear the same things. Nice words falling from their lips on familiar ears.

Yesterday I wrote down my birth-date on a form at the doctors office. Instead of 1977 I accidentally wrote 2977. Funny how something as small as a typo can make you think about so much. The weight of a date. Knowing at some point that day will exist. It's out there and you'll never see it. In the span of seconds you think about where you've been, where you're going. Time. The arbitrary nature of things like dates, plans, concepts of future.

I've fallen into the fold of my life. Putting things down on paper always helps me with perspective.

12 comments:

Kevin K said...

So, what, are you a cyborg or something now?

DelTron said...

Have I said recently that I'm absolutely envious of your ability to turn simple postulation into something beautiful?

God. I'm going back to school mostly in part to better myself, but to also in hope to be able to grasp ahold of my thoughts and coalesce them into almost tangible ideas as well as you do.

/gayness

Daniel in Microserfs did essentially the same thing with the date as well, but it was adding an extra “9” to “1998,” thus adding 18,000 year to that date. He stated that he knew that date would exist, but just what it was going to be like simply boggled his mind considering on the evolutionary timeline, (if you believe in Evolution…) humans walking upright seems only as if it were yesterday.

A blink of an eye has passed since the invention of the wheel until now…

What will the Earth look like in 18,000 year?

Time, it’s a weird thing...

Paul said...

yeah, I musta had that in cache memory.

Jon said...

Evolution was a good movie. Orlando Jones is what happens when Richard Pryor rapes Uncle Joey from Full House.

Kevin K said...

I agree with Jon.

kbryna said...

"i've fallen into the fold of my life" - i have been thinking about this all day and i still don't know what to think of it.

selfishly, i really wish you would say more.

Paul said...

Jon, yes.

Kevin, yes, yes.

Kerry, it's just fancy for saying I'm being introspective.

Fold, like enfold, like envelop, embrace. Saying: "I've fallen into the embrace of my life" sounds too fruity to me.

Lucinda (my new bar name) said...

Oh so now you're all like "I'm into folds and folding" when I could never get you to fold anything while you were living at home. Jeez!

kbryna said...

you revealed my secret name. now i must kill you. damn.

i refuse to accept things at a single level of meaning - it's the lit-geek-girl in me. also the result of tens of thousands of borrowed dollars worth of literary education.

i read fold there in about six different ways, some good, some bad, all making my brain wonder....

kbryna said...

i looooooove the photo in your header..............

Anonymous said...

2977? As a point of conjecture, maybe you (we) will be here in 2977? Just not formatted like we are now. Call it a Service Pack release if you like. After all, nothing on the planet is truly dead. It's merely inert and waiting for the right chemistry to propel it back to life again.

As always, it's rewarding to read your journal entries. They are both stimulating and sensitive to the human condition. I'll stay tuned in 2006. I hope you'll continue writing. You have a really great talent.

That's it. I'm just an unknown traveler, a ship passing in the night.

My best to you and yours as we enter 2006,

Chuck

Paul said...

Wow. Just, wow.

It's funny, I'm at a total loss when I find out someone I don't know comes here and sticks around for more than 2 seconds.

Thank you. My best to you too.

Paul

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