"I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with the nonhuman world and somehow survives...Paradox and bedrock."-Edward Abbey

27 February 2012

Oasis

Not all oasis are in the desert and made of sand. Some are located in other in-between pockets of nowhere, composed of dirt and rock. Some of flesh and bone. Some of song and emotion. Something to bear in mind. I once marched out of the desert badlands into an African night to collect a kiss. That was my water and ambrosia, but my thirst has yet to be slaked.

The sun rises and sets regardless. The universe continues whether or not you're there to witness it. Possibilities are endless. Something or nothing, some might say. I'm not very good with black and white absolutes, instead seeing the beauty of Grey. The twilight and varying degrees of light and shadow. Some say my third eye is open, but I know it occasionally hallucinates. It makes me wonder who the more damned is; the one who sees all things and phantasms? Or the tragically blind? But perhaps it doesn't matter.

12 comments:

  1. "...instead seeing the beauty of Grey." Good one.

    I really like how much you manage to say in those short, succinct sentences.

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  2. You do manage to convey a wondrous mystery.

    "Not all oasis are in the desert and made of sand. Some are located in other in-between pockets of nowhere..."

    This for me was the best introduction. I'm working on finding my own at the moment. A moment's pause in the chaos.

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  3. I've read your post a few times now and just love your style of writing and the thoughts and ideas coming out of so few but carefully chosen words.

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  4. Beautiful post, Robbie. I think I've been a hallucinator as well as blind, one probably stemming from the other.

    (A side note: This morning, I had a crazy dream that a boy with a third eye tried to sneak into my bed and have his way with me, but I was saved by my super-sexy lover who looked just like Adrien Brody.)

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    1. Thank you. That's an interesting dream. I'm guess the boy was repellant, what with three yes and all...

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  5. I've always loved the idea of an oasis....especially during those times when I've been stranded in a desert.

    And I've danced with phantasms...great company, when there be none other.

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    1. That they can be, but they're so transient...

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