Immortality in a conversation
I am watching the show, "Something Very Bad is Going to Happen". There is a line about about marriage and souls and says:
"In the wrong union it could feel like being chained to a shipwreck at the bottom of the ocean, but in the right union it can feel like immortality."
This made me think of this one time in grade school, on the playground. We had about 20 minutes to "play", I put that in quotes because it was just a huge blacktop but no playsets or anything. All that was there was this blank venn diagram drawn on the blacktop and also some hop scotches drawn. Most of us just played "wall ball", or with hackey sacks and yoyo's.
This one day, Lisa C. and I decided to just walk around talking until the bell rang. We couldn't have been more than 8 or 9.
I don't even know what we talked about. I didn't realize this until after but it felt like we were suspended in time. It felt perfect. And perfect doesn't exist but it was perfect. Completely in tune.
We were suspended in that bubble for what seemed like forever... it only popped when I said, "shouldn't the bell have rung by now?"
And then it did. I only questioned it because it suddenly seemed "too perfect".
I then wondered, if I hadn't said anything, if it could have gone on forever. I've thought about that moment a few times over the years.
Once it made me think about Eve and the apple. If she would have just been happy with what was happening. Not curious. Not questioning...in a sense...the 'why' of things. The doubts. Not opening Pandora's box with a question. Just...content.
And now it makes me think about the quote from the show. Soul mates, soul ties or soul conversations.
Being suspended in that bubble felt like a kind of immortality. Never ending, impenetrable. I'd never thought of it quite like that but it feels like it fits.
Over the years I had a few (this is all from a platonic view btw).
They have all been the same kind of amazing.
Immortality in a conversation.
"To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour" - William Blake
"In the wrong union it could feel like being chained to a shipwreck at the bottom of the ocean, but in the right union it can feel like immortality."
This made me think of this one time in grade school, on the playground. We had about 20 minutes to "play", I put that in quotes because it was just a huge blacktop but no playsets or anything. All that was there was this blank venn diagram drawn on the blacktop and also some hop scotches drawn. Most of us just played "wall ball", or with hackey sacks and yoyo's.
This one day, Lisa C. and I decided to just walk around talking until the bell rang. We couldn't have been more than 8 or 9.
I don't even know what we talked about. I didn't realize this until after but it felt like we were suspended in time. It felt perfect. And perfect doesn't exist but it was perfect. Completely in tune.
We were suspended in that bubble for what seemed like forever... it only popped when I said, "shouldn't the bell have rung by now?"
And then it did. I only questioned it because it suddenly seemed "too perfect".
I then wondered, if I hadn't said anything, if it could have gone on forever. I've thought about that moment a few times over the years.
Once it made me think about Eve and the apple. If she would have just been happy with what was happening. Not curious. Not questioning...in a sense...the 'why' of things. The doubts. Not opening Pandora's box with a question. Just...content.
And now it makes me think about the quote from the show. Soul mates, soul ties or soul conversations.
Being suspended in that bubble felt like a kind of immortality. Never ending, impenetrable. I'd never thought of it quite like that but it feels like it fits.
Over the years I had a few (this is all from a platonic view btw).
They have all been the same kind of amazing.
Immortality in a conversation.
"To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour" - William Blake
