Saturday, January 19, 2013

Flesh and Bone

It has been over a year since I wrote and writing again - typing again - feels so vital, so organic that I wonder now why I stayed away.

The last year and half  - okay - 3 years - seem to have happened to another person altogether. I feel like I was stuck in Fringe-verse and AltMona just found her way back up the rabbit hole.

H.e.l.l.o. W.o.r.l.d.

I have missed you and I have missed myself.
This is me - in the now - in the vital verse - in flesh and bone.
I long to see the outcome of the new hidden me-s that must have emerged in this time and I feel certain we are all going to get along like a house on acid!

This year I promise to find what I have lost once again and make friends with all the facets that are there old and new. To that end - I am going to start writing - once a month is my target but I hope to express much, much more.

Time to discover what I am made of! Time to discover the giant men we descend from inside.

The song that started it all - Killers - Flesh and Bone:

I've gone through life white-knuckled
In the moments that left me behind
Refusing to heed the yield
I penetrate the force fields in the blind
They say I'll adjust
God knows I must
But I'm not sure how
This natural selection picked me out to be
A dark horse running in a fantasy

(Flesh and bone)
And I'm running out of time,
(Flesh and bone)

He faces forward,
Trading in his blindness for the glow of love,
And time is raging, may it rage in vain,
And you always had it, but you never knew,
So boots and saddles, get on your feet,
There's no surrender, 'cause there's no retreat,
The bells are sobbing, in this monster land,
We are the descendants of giant men.

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