Good evening my minions….it’s been about half a month since I’ve posted any updates. All I can say? Good things come to those who wait. As it stands I’ve been in my hometown of Evansville Indiana since the second of this month. In the time spent between blog posts I certainly haven’t forgotten to do some living in order to have more things to write about. While I was on the way to Evansville I got stranded in the Atlanta International airport overnight. After I’d found an unoccupied airport gate to camp out at I had people going up and down the halls doing maintenance work, thus keeping me from sleep.
While I was unable to sleep I decided to read on my kindle and finish off another book that’s been on my reading list. Recently I’ve been going back through Dune by Frank Herbert in anticipation of the new movie of the same name by Dennis Villanueve. I have fond memories of this series; I remember watching the Dune mini-series that aired on sci-fi, starring Alec Newman with my dad when I was younger.
Several years later I remember chilling on the couch with my dad and watching the sequel “Children of Dune” with him too. Everything in that world captivated me then, it still does now. When I was younger I remember words being etched in my mind. “I must not fear, fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over and through me. And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”
Have to give it to Frank Herbert. This paragraph can be applied to everyday life and in my mind it has never been more applicable than in today’s trying times in what passes for society. Many ideas are, like the sands of Arrakis all about in Dune. There are some though, that like the spice melange are treasures. If for no other reason than they cause you to stop and think. Even better they’re practical thoughts and ideas applicable to everyday life and improving yours.
One of the big themes in Dune is the idea of seeing the future(s) and measuring the cost of ones actions. Without giving away any spoilers I can say that the idea of seeing the future(s) and moving to avoid or ensure certain outcomes has…..complicated consequences. I find that at thirty, my perceptions about concepts such as time and love have shifted in subtle, yet powerful ways from when I was younger. The result of reflecting on these things is the following poem.
This piece started from the concept of what if you saw the person you’re supposed to be with, before you ever met them? I hope y’all enjoy it, it’s my pleasure to present “see her there”
Prescient presence, lingering within my mind; I see her.
Gentle curves, cast in soft amber glow while wearing gown of shadows.
In the dark before dawn, I see her Chesire grin.
Smoldering gaze, meeting my storm cloud blue eyes; unspoken challenge issued…
Find me. When you do? Love me wild.
Scent of cinnamon and strawberries, imbuing the air with alluring, wild energy.
Desire to hold her close, pulsing through my veins.
In stolen moments of unconscious thought; I see her.
Reclined atop sloping shingles, eyes skyward I wonder; is she seeking answers by starlight too?
In moments like these, filled with serenity; I’m made shockingly aware.
Of the immense comfort I’ll feel when she’s finally in my arms.
Peace, like hot spring waters; soothing away old heartaches.
Candlight flickers dimly, maroon wax pooling in catch tray.
Eyelids drawing shut like theatre curtains.
Knowing, when I close my eyes?
I’ll see her there.
More updates will be coming this weekend, as always my friends Rapha Yada.
~Richard
Holy Water, Burning Man 