We Were Silent

I'm looking for something, it's true.

The body can endure compromise and the mind can be seduced by it. Only the heart protests.

In quantum reality there are millions of possible worlds, unactualised, potential, perhaps bearing in on us, but only reachable by wormholes we can never find. If we do find one, we don't come back.

Sometimes we need a different ending.

This was your script, but now it writes itself. Stop. Break the narrative.

People who stay up late (me) are debauched. People who get up early are clean living. I am the message, you change the meaning. I said we were walking the course all the time but when the moment came to jump we still refused.

The air was hung with the scent of bouganvillaea, and as we walked past the muddle of houses crushed above the street, broken bars of music dropped through the open windows.

The more I write, the more I discover that the partition between real and invented is as thin as the walls in a cheap motel. I can hear voices on the other side, running water, the clink of bottles, a door opening and closing. When I get up and go out into the corridor, everything is silent, no one is there. Then as soon as I reckon I know the geography of what is and isn't, a chair scrapes in the room beyond the wall and a woman's voice says, "You don't understand do you?"

The love we seek overrules human nature. There is no love that doesn't pierce the hands and feet. I do not know whether science will formulate its grand theory of the universe. I know that it will not make it any easier to read the plain text of our hearts.

Comments

[JEM and L.Blossom]

We found a baby bird today fallen from the nest and it's in a box in the bathroom. It has a tiny heartbeat that L. put her finger on & when she felt it her eyes got big and she said, "This makes me think of Elizabeth." The towel is pink and the bird is a mockingbird. We just got back from the humane society with stuff to feed it. Fingers crossed. After you we've named her Eliza the baby bird.

[Ellie.]

oh, baby bird! Good luck, I've only once had success with that. But I'm sure b'w you two that bird'll become as big as a house ...

[Marco]

I just read "The Heart of the Matter". In it, Graham Greene says that the Catholic church doesn't know what goes on in a single human heart.

[Ellie.]

well who does, right?

[MIV]

Yeah, I know a little of mine sometimes and maybe my parents and yours a bit (on good days when the crows are about). The rest is a big puzzle. I think this is proof of how mysterious it all is, not proof of a failing. I think its unknowingness is what its all about - can we be ok with it.

[eau]

mmm, yes. A little bit. Unknowing. Can we be ok? We can be ok.

[D.S.]

Quantum physics is the bomb (maybe literally???)

[EAU]

You ARE quantum physics.

[MIV]

you search, I'll follow. It's going to be an adventure if I can build up my stamina.

[Speller]

The plain text of my heart is in braille. Blind is a requirement to read it.