| bravo the grasshopper |
[Jul. 21st, 2006|03:25 am] |
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Meet a friend of mine, Bravo the grasshopper. I noticed that Bravo was on the hood of my car as I departed on the hour-long journey from one side of my metropolitan to the other. Hanging on with his sticky legs, he repositioned himself in an aerodynamic battle with his biggest enemy, the insurmountable typhoon of a vehicle speeding across a freeway. The thought of watching my then-unnamed partner disappear unthinkably worried me, especially after seeing him display such courage. So, I responded by pulling over and meeting this brave grasshopper. I certainly couldn’t leave him on my hood, nor could I just shoo this guy away. After all, we were in a parking lot, which is a death match of fast and powerful tires to such a small guy. So, into the passenger seat Bravo went.
As soon as I got on the highway, Bravo’s endurance should have silently blown away. We had something in common now - we were both recent, fortunate survivors of unlikely situations. Bravo had his joy ride on my hood; I had my thrill with appendicitis (among other things). Why didn’t he faintly disappear amongst the traffic? Why didn’t I unexpectedly depart before I had a chance to make something of myself? Riding across Houston, neither of us took seriously our battles with the end. Neither of us was frightened by our fragile transience. All we’ve got for now is this moment, and the fact that we don’t possess the next doesn’t mean a thing. We just live, because that’s all we can do.
Pretty summer showers accompanied the sunset for our ride. I turned up the music, and we got on our way. |
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| wider than the sky |
[Apr. 15th, 2005|10:57 pm] |
The Brain—is wider than the Sky—
For—put them side by side—
The one the other will contain
With ease—and You—beside—
The Brain is deeper than the sea—
For—hold them—Blue to Blue—
The one the other will absorb—
As Sponges—-Buckets—do—
The Brain is just the weight of God—
For—Heft them—Pound for Pound—
And they will differ—if they do—
As Syllable from Sound—
Emily Dickinson, c. 1862 |
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