Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Dreamscape Tormentless
Wow.
What would you give, to be able to control your dreams?
*****
Sleight of Mind
(Stares at digicam.)
Given to me as a birthday present from an old friend, with the note "so that we(I) might see the world through your eyes."
Number of times used now : 3
There's nothing special about my eye(s), I don't think. I simply don't have the talent people like lucian have, with pictures. I paint with words (and once upon a time, with paint.)
Watching 50 First Dates with Dinner Companion some time back, I wondered aloud why Drew Barrymore, for someone doomed to live the same day over, and over again (RTA leading to complete anterograde amnesia) always built a different waffle-hut in every scene. Dinner Companion paused before rather slowly saying, "I don't think many people would have seen that." (Click, whirr. Gears turning. So he is mad after all...)
But no, everyone would have seen it. It's not the seeing that's different. It's the Watching.
She was creating. How could I not watch? Her hands. Her creation. Not her face.
What would you give, to be able to control your dreams?
*****
Sleight of Mind
(Stares at digicam.)
Given to me as a birthday present from an old friend, with the note "so that we(I) might see the world through your eyes."
Number of times used now : 3
There's nothing special about my eye(s), I don't think. I simply don't have the talent people like lucian have, with pictures. I paint with words (and once upon a time, with paint.)
Watching 50 First Dates with Dinner Companion some time back, I wondered aloud why Drew Barrymore, for someone doomed to live the same day over, and over again (RTA leading to complete anterograde amnesia) always built a different waffle-hut in every scene. Dinner Companion paused before rather slowly saying, "I don't think many people would have seen that." (Click, whirr. Gears turning. So he is mad after all...)
But no, everyone would have seen it. It's not the seeing that's different. It's the Watching.
She was creating. How could I not watch? Her hands. Her creation. Not her face.
