Little Jason Tolliver and the Sweet Sound of Dying

trappedinmyradio

(29 Novembre 2005)

we watch it as it passes before us
as we wither to the ground . . . our clothes
wrinkle to the floor into a neat pile
like a demolished building
my head, heavy with missing memories
(the ones wished to be forgotten;
the kind for which signs will never be made),
comes crashing down with migrainesque pain
the pondering of "What is it?"
lobs bombs which make craters,
and little neuronal fingers reach in to
take charge from the remembering centers
to provide the eternal sunshine
for a soon to be spotless mind.

twin2

I reread it a few times and I think it is a very interesting read.

trappedinmyradio

twin2 wrote:

I reread it a few times and I think it is a very interesting read.

i kind of liked your comment from lastnight better and, i wonder what you mean when you say interesting.

i just took the movie title and a thought in this brain of mine - mostly the first two lines - and just sort of jogged with it. thanks for the response.

twin2

trappedinmyradio wrote:

i kind of liked your comment from lastnight better and, i wonder what you mean when you say interesting.

i just took the movie title and a thought in this brain of mine - mostly the first two lines - and just sort of jogged with it. thanks for the response.

I like the end. It seem spiritual and scientific all at the same time.

trappedinmyradio

twin2 wrote:

I like the end.

i think that you're the only one...ha

Being Enlightened

This one leaves me wondering, espeially after your comment about the end, if maybe the spotless mind is a result of some sort of degeneration. Since memories are missing (or willed to be forgotten) and there's migrainesque pain and craters and neuronal fingers toying with the remembering centres...maybe the spotless mind is a result of this and not such a welcomed visitor. That's how I'm reading it anyway. To me, it's a sad story of someone whose memory is being stolen away. The eternal sunshine, just a bright, glaring hole. Thanks for sharing!

trappedinmyradio

Being Enlightened wrote:

This one leaves me wondering, espeially after your comment about the end, if maybe the spotless mind is a result of some sort of degeneration. Since memories are missing (or willed to be forgotten) and there's migrainesque pain and craters and neuronal fingers toying with the remembering centres...maybe the spotless mind is a result of this and not such a welcomed visitor. That's how I'm reading it anyway. To me, it's a sad story of someone whose memory is being stolen away. The eternal sunshine, just a bright, glaring hole. Thanks for sharing!

i like what you see in it. but, maybe, they're "missing" memories - and not memories that have went missing.

twin2

trappedinmyradio wrote:

i like what you see in it. but, maybe, they're "missing" memories - and not memories that have went missing.

Like missing someone that has died?

trappedinmyradio

twin2 wrote:

Like missing someone that has died?

it might be something like that...from my point of view...you can see whatever you want...of course.

Being Enlightened

trappedinmyradio wrote:

i like what you see in it. but, maybe, they're "missing" memories - and not memories that have went missing.

Aha, I see (I think ). Longing for times past, kinda, maybe?

trappedinmyradio

Being Enlightened wrote:

Aha, I see (I think ). Longing for times past, kinda, maybe?

it's up to you - really...i was just saying what it was to me...right now...