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Who Is This God Person, Anyways? Stretched to the Point of No Turning Back
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My God...It's Full of Stars....08 July 2003[Note: I was listening to radioioAMBIENT, an internet radio station, when I wrote this.] I think I've been listening to this station too long. I get so damn introspective when I listen to too much Ambient. I practically had an out-of-body experience the other night (after an afternoon and evening of this station) while doing 75 down I-20. Not the best of times for that to happen, you know? But it would have been a beautiful night for it. Have you ever seen the sky when it was being huge? I don't mean simple unobstructed views to distant horizons. We have more than enough of those out here, thank-you. I mean when you look up at the sky and infinity looks back at you. The endless darkness. But not a flat, empty, cold darkness which only serves as a backdrop to a star here and there. The sky that night was so...so...full. It was warm, and inviting, fuzzy almost. There was so much light in the darkness...jewels glinting in velvet...a silver crescent just large enough to show how small it was...the brief but blinding white fire on the horizon...I just wanted to go flying off into it all. Damn the car--give me wings! But the obnoxious lights kept me grounded. Semi headlights, streetlights, illegal firework displays. I suppose I shouldn't be too annoyed over them, since they kept me in the car and actually paying attention to the highway. But still, nights like that make me wish...for what, I don't know, but I wish it with all my heart and soul.
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