11.28.2009

Silence is easy.




What am I doing today? Looking like this in my pajamas and getting some serious lesson planning done. It's almost winter camp time again. Lovely. Also, hopefully finishing Murakami's Kafka on the Shores. I think this makes like the eighth Murakami book I've read since I got here.

Speaking of books, I still need to get my ass out to Kyobo. Tomorrow, probably. For now, this will do:

Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.


5 comments:

Gary said...

I do love Starsailor.

I'm no Picasso said...

I think I've posted this song about four times now. It should be my theme song.

Gary said...

And why not!

I'm no Picasso said...

Except around you, I jabber like a fool. ^^

Gary said...

Hehe.