If I could master any skill, the skill I wish I had was to be able to sing.
And math.
I wish I was better at math, and as you know math and music are related in a roundabout way.
But most of all, I wish I had a pretty singing voice.
It would have been nice to look back and have people say,
“Sure, Anita’s face look’s like a pile of dog sick- but boy can that girl sing. “
The Bourgeois Spouses from Cycle of Scenes of Living Skeletons Paolo Vincenzo Bonomini( 1757-1839
He told her
he was going to leave her so that he could be with his true soul mate.
She lowered her head She bit her lips so hard he could see the tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.
He put his hands on her shoulders, gently, ” you’re a good person, ” he said ” you deserve to be with someone who truly loves you”
When she looked up he was surprised maybe even shocked to see her smiling.
” You found a Soulmate?” she said laughing… ” God help us all if there is a second soul like yours floating around out there. For real. God Help Us All. “
When I was a kid I used lay in bed at night and wonder what happened just one minute before the Universe began.
Was it dead before it came to life and if it was dead, was it full of ghosts?
I used to wish I could have been there in that minute because I was sure there were ghosts- that the universe was just chock full of them until the big bang cleared them away like dry leaves in a wind storm.
Of course being curious about that minute before the Universe began, I also wondered what the Earth would look like one minute after it died and HOW it would die.
What the Earth get gobbled up by the Sun in one big bite? Would it be death by asteroid? Would the Moon crash into us for no reason at all? In that minute after Earth meets the Grim Reaper, would a billion upon billions ghosts from every living thing on Earth rise up and fly out into space and would they be telling themselves not to look back-
What would they see if they did?
I’d look back, I wouldn’t be able to help myself.
I wasn’t there when the Universe began and I doubt I will be here when the Earth and the Universe dies.
I’m sorry I missed the very beginning, and that I might miss the end and I’m sorry about that beccause I think it was a hell of a show.
AI by WordPress
WP asked:
What’s a moment in your life that felt like it was straight out of a movie?
I’ve had a lot of experiences that have ended up here on my blog in various forms of fiction but there was one incident that felt like it could have come straight out of a movie.
One night I had a whopper of a nightmare and I woke up to find my family huddled in the bedroom doorway, the over head light on and my brother had a baseball bat in his hand.
I remember thinking I hadn’t woken up and that this moment had to be part of my dream because what the Hell was going on?
That night I had a dream about a witch – not one of those witches that are now symbols of empowerment and positivity but an evil hag with no eyes- her face was withered and twisted. She had long fingers and caked with dirt and I know that because in my dream I was looking out my bedroom window and her face and hand were pressed against the glass.
I yelled at her to go away.
She bellowed back that she wasn’t going anywhere, to let her in this very second.
I pounded on the window frame to try to scare her off, she scratched at the window and howled and screamed at me some-more.
It was a dream, right? Just a horrible nightmare.
My family were in my doorway, my brother armed with my baseball bat. The only person missing was my Dad and that was because he was in the living room calling the police because to all of them it sounded like I was yelling at an intruder-screaming blue murder as my Grandma Ginger would say…and they said they were scared and concerned because to them it sounded like someone was in the room with me- they said they heard two voices talking over each other and it sounded horrific.
You know, I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation for what they heard. That I managed to ‘split’ my voice and somehow managed to sound like two people talking at the same time.
But I haven’t come up with one and I don’t care to.
Sometimes it’s best just to let nightmares gallop away-far away when you can.