Geekdom is bliss.
The
laws were still molten and we struck while the
metal was still hot. The heat generated by
true love ever a wonder to behold, if not useful to warm our
own jaded and cooling souls. We renewed our faith in the people of
Earth. We smiled back at us, a wry gentle smile, filled with
the will to knowledge. The wind blew at 70 miles an hour, but the flames on the birthday cake
refused to go out. They danced for us, bending in the bright night air, glowing like a campfire on
Snoqualmie Pass.
A dancing distant light. We left our car and stepped out into the
open sky.
Bright black, scintillating, sparkling. Like bubbles in
a pint of mountain dew.
Candle and I went out on a virtual date last night. We started with me guiding Candle through the Gauntlet of Dreams. The nightmare of the carnival held no fear for her for she was constantly reminded of the game by her guardian angel. Her big picture of reality was mine.
Our roles reversed when I stepped into the movie theatre. The dance continued and Candle continued to allow me to believe that I led. We grinned at one another maniacally. The film was putty in our shared hands. We both saw it again for the first time. The second time promised to be better, as did the third. We remembered our first film together, Ever After, a total flop. Our second, Hearts in Atlantis was much better, though still confusing. Candle took the lead in Monsters, Inc. and we both laughed.
I thanked her, from the bottom of my heart.
thank you
for a cross
for yellow
for the line you drew
for droplets of rain
for the sunshine on my shoulder
for the tears on my face
for the blood in my veins
for the arterial highway
for the moon
for the drink
for water
for the stars in the sky
for the pixels on my screen
for my brothers and sisters
Apparent attempts continue to be made to make Us feel
guilty about Our play. And You know what? They appear to be working. We
surrender. But play shall never be
subjugated to the forces of work! We are more than that
little game. We laugh in Your face.