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Laughing Medusas

When I write, it's everything that we don't know we can be that is written out of me, without exclusions, without stipulation, and everything we will be calls us to the unflagging, intoxicating, unappeasable search for love. In one another we will never be lacking. ~Helene Cixous "The Laugh of the Medusa"

Tuesday, May 18, 2004

Moments in Amber 

If that I could capture this moment. Hold us here like bugs in amber. We could be the envy of every Grecian urn, lying here in blissful contentment, thou recently ravished mistress...

Even as I say these things, I know they are not true. Perhaps I can preserve this moment in memory like solidifying sap, that's truly what I want. A snapshot of this feeling to return to at a later date, when I have grown beyond here, beyond now.

The most perfect moment is not enough, if it is all there is. I do not wish for stagnation, even in the form of eternal revelling. I desire more the chance for growth, the uncertainty of change, the pain of tomorrow - for surely it will hurt. All of this compels forward and forces tonight into memory.

Bugs trapped in amber suffocate. I choose instead to breathe.

~Asherah
posted  @ 11:01 AM

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