Been an intersting couple of days...
Alright... picture your mind/heart as a vast frozen lake as far as the eye can see. When you are born, there is nothing there but a light covering of snow. Nothing to mire the crisp beauty of the landscape. As people and experiences pass through your existence, they leave tracks. These tracks form what is essentially you. Now imagine something falling through that ice leaving a gaping hole. Cracks stretching through the landscape effecting everything. Cutting through old tracks and not allowing others to be formed. Flash forward in time. The hole has slowly frozen over again, cracks have nearly dissappeared. But nothing refreezes the same. The hole may have frozen over but it still stands out in the landscape. It may now be safe to walk on... but it just doesn't feel the same. Should it just be closed off or should tentative steps be taken on it...?
That... in a bloody big metaphoric nutshell... has been my last couple of days. Enjoy the image i painted. You would think I was on hell of a trip when I came up with it!
ADDENDUM:
I guess I was too caught up in playing with the words that I left something out! I've also got a few new "lakes" in my head that no one but the people they belong to can touch! They are in reverse order "Lake Up A Lot In The Middle Of The Night Talking", "Lake Defiant But Still Cute" and "Lake Puts Up With A Lot Of My Shit But Still Loves Me". That Is All!
7 comments:
What a perfect metaphor. Because the thing that fell through the ice? I'm pretty sure that's what it felt like...that it had fallen through the ice, and couldn't figure out how to get out of the hole, and then create the sign to tell everyone to watch out for the hole in the ice.
Man, what do you say to something like that......what about a quick game of shinny on your frozen lake?? And then some of your Mom's famous spaghetti!! Your a strange duck!
Your weirded out eskimo friend
Ron.
YOU were the one to have fallen through the ice Ron!!! YOU COMPLETE ME RON!!!
Wait.......I am so confused right now!! I feel so vulnerable!!
By the way, Ron wrote the last entry!
Gawd you're so simple Ron... YOU fell through the ice in my mind leaving a great big hole!! YOU ARE THE WIND... BENEATH MY WINGS.
And while you mull that over... tell CK i'll meet her at the monkey bars. :)
funny thing is I don't remember falling, although I do dream I am flying sometimes....does that count??
P.S. I will pass your message along!
Ron.
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