space and static
January 14, 2013 § Leave a comment
The space between you and something else can never be breached and the distance between you and me is the distance between me and a mountain. The distance between you and me, me and a mountain. This is in the physical sense, as in particles have this charge that repel and so the basic ‘stuff’ never touches – but then when it comes to emotional and intellectual – is there the same kind of charge? It feels like there is sometimes. Like very thin wedges of static electricity grinding themselves together in a sort of lathe type motion – tiny tiny thin edged triangles of static, all running through and against each other. Firing energy but never really meeting, friction only. I visualise this sort of stuff when I speak to people. sometimes I just see huge wheels of wood clunking together. Sand sometimes.