last night
Sep. 10th, 2001 08:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jinianThere was a man standing outside a taxi in the parking lot across the street, serenading -- well, everyone. "Ain't no sunSHIINE... woman GOONE" ad infinitum, and a couple of words I didn't catch. I think there was a woman in the back seat of the taxi. I don't know where the driver is; it didn't appear to be him. He had a very impressive voice.
I've decided that the plane leaving a diagonal streak across the parallel clouds in cream and peach and slate is headed for Edmonton. There's really not much else city-wise that's northeast of here.
Oh, sorry, now the streak is peach and the other clouds are going pale coral. It's so hard to keep up.
I've been considering the nature of truth and how to get it to stay the same. I have a hard time staying myself, too, and not automatically putting on masks for each person or situation. (Sometimes, that is useful, but I'd like it to happen at will.) With truth, I can see something one way, and it is clearly true, but then someone might ask a question without knowing all that I know, and my mental map goes all invert and aslant. I automatically see things another way. And when I'm doing that, I don't express what I think is really true. I have to wait for things to go back the way they were before I can even realize my discomfort, very often. This is not particularly a good thing. Sympathy is good, but I need a safe place to stand. I'm still considering.
Deep peach, deep coral, and the color of black plums. And banners flying from the steeple.
I've decided that the plane leaving a diagonal streak across the parallel clouds in cream and peach and slate is headed for Edmonton. There's really not much else city-wise that's northeast of here.
Oh, sorry, now the streak is peach and the other clouds are going pale coral. It's so hard to keep up.
I've been considering the nature of truth and how to get it to stay the same. I have a hard time staying myself, too, and not automatically putting on masks for each person or situation. (Sometimes, that is useful, but I'd like it to happen at will.) With truth, I can see something one way, and it is clearly true, but then someone might ask a question without knowing all that I know, and my mental map goes all invert and aslant. I automatically see things another way. And when I'm doing that, I don't express what I think is really true. I have to wait for things to go back the way they were before I can even realize my discomfort, very often. This is not particularly a good thing. Sympathy is good, but I need a safe place to stand. I'm still considering.
Deep peach, deep coral, and the color of black plums. And banners flying from the steeple.
