Week 27 Year 1 - Monday, April the 23rd 2012
Metropolis 4 - “Spring dilemmas”
Warning – Don’t open that door. You’ve been there before and you know that once you get it started, there is no turning back. As I write I start humming bits of that great song “start me up!” from the Rolling Stones. Sometimes things I say remind me of a song, so that I start a sentence and end up singing the song. Absolutely disconnected, I know, but it’s a good sign, it only happens when I let go a little, and fortunately too. It’s spring time and as every year, I take the house down. I love the ritual. It makes me feel good and as light as a feather, probably because I get rid of a lot of stuff that gets piled up everywhere, not to talk about the dust. It’s amazing how dust loves books. They go together like bees on flowers, like the sun and the daylight. I think I may have interrupted their mating, but I’m not too worried about it because I know it will sneak back in no time. Naughty thing dust is!
To think of it, that would be a perfect example to explain the difference between passion and love. It’s spring time, everyone’s talking about it. There’s like a hormonal explosion all over the place. I say, kill it with a run, no need to walk around like headless chicks. The bee and the flower may well represent passion. I don’t know how it works exactly between those two, whether it's the bee or the flower to attract the other or if it's just a mutual fatal attraction, but one thing is sure, they attract each other, cannot hold it for a second longer, consume their passion and say goodbye. What happens between the sun and the daylight on the other hand is completely different. They embrace each other gently every day, whatever the weather conditions. A very important detail. Together, they are a whole. I mean, if the sun was ever to be without the daylight and the daylight without the sun, they wouldn’t be as we know them to be, but a completely different thing. That’s love. It magnifies our essence and beauty. “Cause I see you true colors…” Here we go again, Cindy Lauper. Maybe? There is no daylight without sun and no sun without daylight. Isn’t that beautiful? what am I talking about? It’s spring time.
Sitting amidst my stuff, looking at it hoping it will jump back into place. I've seen it done in some movies. Move things around with the power of thought I would love that. I promise I won't abuse of thy power, please come to me! Taking down the house is fun. The problem is putting everything back together again. That’s when I wish I had a magic wand. Why do I keep doing the same mistakes all over? To begin with, I removed everything from the walls so that they could be given a fresh hand of paint. Problem is the nails were painted over too so that now l have to search for nails on my wall. I am so confused I can’t remember where each picture was hanging. That is a complication as I have to give it more time than I had estimated. Every imaginable corner, even the cat’s, drawer, closet, shelf, has been overturned. Now that I think of it, I haven’t seen the cat for some time. Cats hate confusion and they especially do not like it when their habitat is being dismantled, even if only temporarily. They’ll start with inquisitive looks, as if to ask “hey, where is my corner gone?”, when they know perfectly well where it is, to the left of the room instead of the right, it’s been there all morning. "And my toys, what have you done with them.?" - "Not sure. Try checking that basket over there. I'm positive I did keep those". - Then comes the sulky look, usually followed by a turn around and walk away act and, lastly, they hide. You can call them for hours, but nothing.
Note 1 - about SUB ref. Monday, December the 5th 2011 "About a Druid and his mushrooms"