Dreams Underfoot: UnquietDreams' Dark Whimsy

[Nicefella]

If I never see you again

I will always carry you

inside

outside

on my fingertips

and at brain edges

and in centers

centers

of what I am of

what remains.
--Charles Bukowski, "Living on Luck"

I adore and abhor Bukowski in turns. He is a brutal, cold, cynical, mean drunk with a pen as a weapon.

And then he will lay this out on my heart like a peony blossom, and he breaks me in loss and in beauty.

This is crazy. I feel the same way about Bakowski and interestingly I end up almost always hating him, tuning him out and then inevitably running into something he has written that just makes me stop and think about how beautiful his words can be.

 

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“With his hips he pulled her along to the edge of sensation and then let her pull back ever so gently, and back and forth and back and forth. She felt as if she were getting ready for a dive, jumping up and down on the end of the diving board to get a feel for the springs. Tighter than she had expected. Though she offered no resistance and came right before he did. When they caught their breath and pulled the covers back up, Stephen kissed her on the cheek, a quick good-night kiss, and rolled over and slept by himself.”

— Elizabeth Benedict, Slow Dancing: A Novel

 

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The way she is both relaxed and submissive. How he has a power imbalance and is caring. The hands on the head and neck, stroking, massaging, just in contact. There is such a comfortable feel about this shot for me.

 

[UnquietDreams]

"The darkness must go down the river of night's dreaming
Flow, morphia slow,
let the sun and light come streaming
Into my life, into my life"
--"Over at the Frankenstein Place," The Rocky Horror Show

 

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I spent about four years studying as a Buddhist, Zen Buddhist of the Sōtō school. It is beautiful, and I learned a lot, but I was bad at being a Buddhist--I found it hard to eschew desires. I know if you have read this far into this thread, you will find that hard to believe... But I still love the beauty of the concept of it all, even if I was never able to get any distance toward the front gate of enlightenment.

I also like Billy Collins. He spent 2001 to 2003 as Poet Laureate of the United States. Here is his poem, "Shoveling Snow with Buddha," which seems appropriate to the weather.

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