Yago Hortal KL30, 2011

Yago Hortal KL30,2011

I got happy this weekend. Which is quite a feat for a gal prone to existential crises erupting every hour, on the hour. Like Old Faithful. Shop at the mall, existential crisis. Clean a corner of the garage, existential crisis. Devour all that chinese take out. You guessed it, existential crisis. Go ahead, set your watch by me.

But not this weekend. A happy velocity overtook me. Stopped the ticking annoying my pocket. And all by chance. . . I didn’t know about it, didn’t plan it. Had no idea it was coming.

Like this painting. The colors fly across the canvas with laughing velocity. The colors, so immediate, overlapping,  joyriding. You feel their delight in your body. A wave of color splashing onto your skin. Giddy.

This is light in all its Technicolor, charging towards us. Busting through the little chains of worry that snap the universal pocket watch to our belt loop. It’s rainbow-split light that ball bounces through our remote souls. Smashing that sulky radar — its constant pinging and greenglowing  anxiety graphing.

Spin me around, you Hallelujah color. I’m coming with you.

Soundtrack (excuse the mustache)  Bob Schneider, Let the light in

4 Comments on “Velocity”

  1. SigO says:

    I love that song!!! Bob might be the only guy out there that can take the Wizard of Oz, make it a love story between the Tin Man and the Wicked Witch under the back drop of her taking an ad hoc trip to Cleveland to party and turn it into a rockin’ song.

  2. mlsaple says:

    I’m laughing with identification! I too am a Queen of teen angst. It seems ‘existential criseans’ have poetic hearts. Have only read two of your posts but am loving them and indulging in their voluptuous emotion. Cheers.

    • heatherit says:

      Wow, you are making my day. I got kicked out of a writing group a couple years ago for my “overblown” style. Been self-conscious about it ever since. If I could be an ascetic I would, god knows I’ve tried. But I’m a writing hedonist and that’s that.

      • mlsaple says:

        How mad? Kicked out of writing group?? I like to endeavour to embrace diversity. As they say on the lower eastside “todo es bien”. when I hand write I do not use capitals for aesthetic reasons. So I also like the motto “If it don’t apply, let it fly”. My emotions are my downfall and my salvation and both conditions have their place and have made me a better person. I don’t want to be beige (even though I love beige as a colour). I want to be fuschia and scarlet and amethyst. Lets keep splashing out linguistically!

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