It is but a dream 03022009a

I have grown very weary of the internet dating scene. I won't go into detail, but I definitely don't find it healthy to a budding relationship to be sitting on sites all day waiting for someone to respond to a message. In time, as I grow stronger, I will be able to do without them. I am pressing towards that mark with my fantasy of meeting a stand-up kind of guy.

Me and Mel talked about it (and the Divo earlier tonight) some time ago, about how we would like to be approached in a setting that is a little picturesque. Personally, I would like to be browsing the collection of graphic novels in Border's, in my own little world when I spot someone out the corner of my eye. At first glance I can just tell that he's well put together. Intelligent. Humorous. Eccentric. Worldly. Attractive. Worth the building anxiety that I feel as awkward eye glances are captured in time immortal. The shyness would build in me and I would turn in the opposite direction only to be tapped by him. Turning to greet a beautiful face and extended arm that would accompany his introduction. Thrown off my balance, I would quickly try to find a way to regain control by asking questions and trying to keep him engaged. Seemingly he would try to end the conversation but prompt me with his number and a salutation saying that he expects to hear from me soon.

Ahh, a man can dream can't he

Sense 01042008a

During the early elementary school ages, we are taught that we have five senses. The ability to touch, hear, smell, see and taste are used everyday as we try to describe images, events, and tangible objects. By combining the information perceived by these senses, we are better enabled to provide a more rounded experience to listeners. Weaving together beautifully depicted images accompanied with descriptive anecdotes that appeal to the sense is the moat that separates good stories from great ones. Mastering this art causes the audience to vicariously grasp the essence of the situation.

But what about senses that are left out of the scope of science? Senses that have yet to be defined are often subject to scientific ridicule. Those who openly profess that they posses these senses are marked as social heretics.

It is my belief, in certain cases the constructs of our senses are not capable of processing the information that is presented to us. This can be attributed to the absence of key pieces of information that lead to conclusive analysis of a situation. How do you describe those moments of uneasiness met as we reach the precipice of tranquility? Or the premonitory scenes that play out at seemingly random moments?

There are many things that we can not accurately categorize or define about the human experience. This anomaly, coupled with others, has produced innumerable amounts of universes in the realm of fantasy. It is in these worlds that I sometimes find solace and answers to question asked in reality. It is from here that I derive certain convictions about life and where my plight is resonated a hundred times over. So do not find me strange when some of my beliefs have precedence in the realm of fantasy