my life as a monolith
Posted: March 28, 2005 Filed under: Haroun and the Sea of Stories Leave a commentI hate having you impose limitations on me. I want to decide how I’m defined; let me learn what my limits are. we allow children to have aspirations that may seem ridiculous, yet I am told there are some things I cannot ever dream of becoming. the fact is, though you say I’m just a young woman, I am other things as well. fascinating things you never imagined for me. let me share with you just one aspect of what I am. let me tell you about my life as a monolith.
from merriam-webster online:
mono·lith, n. [mä-n&l-“ith]
1 : a single great stone often in the form of an obelisk or column
2 : a massive structure
3 : an organized whole that acts as a single unified powerful or influential force
[etymology: french monolithe, from monolithe consisting of a single stone, from latin monolithus, from greek monolithos, from mon– + lithos stone]
to this I add my own definition, based primarily on my knowledge of uluru, also known as ayers rock. this magnificent monolith is, obviously, quite ancient. anyone who has seen pictures can attest to the brilliant changes in the color of the rock depending on the time of day, weather, etc. and anyone who has visited uluru knows there is something about it — nothing you could put in a dictionary, or even into words — that speaks.
well, how does that apply to me? it’s simple. though there is something about me constant, ancient, unchanging — you could call it my soul — I will always be slightly different from day to day, moment to moment. never the exact same color twice. but to really experience those colors takes time. it would be impossible for you to understand me by superficial, detached conversations, no matter how much you appreciated or admired me. once we’ve deepened, though, you’ll see those things you never imagined for me, and there won’t be words. you’ll see past my outside to how vast and massive my soul is, the imposing monolith. maybe then you’ll start to recognize similar traits in yourself, traits we all have in common.
then you can tell me about your life as a monolith.
© 2005 m.m. lewis
uluru, or ayers rock
nothing, nothingness, nothininity
Posted: March 26, 2005 Filed under: All's Well That Ends Well Leave a commentso the dance was lame. to be entirely and absolutely honest, I didn’t give it much of a chance; but there was hardly anyone there, and I pulled a quick mika-judgment of the people who were there. I determined that I didn’t want to stay for very long. so I didn’t. I headed off to see brian and amy, went home around 11. hey, the point is, I got out of the house. (I even got all dressed up, and I’d like to add that I looked really nice.) granted, I ended up at brian’s, which means that of the 3 weekends this year that I’ve gone out to do something, it’s been to visit one of my brothers. pathetic, I know. well, at least at the moment I’m fine with being pathetic. I’ll just be a recluse for the next year or so. that’ll be fun, right?
next weekend will be fun. ryan is in vegas for a volleyball tournament right now, and I talked to him on my drive home last night. we’re definitely excited about my visit. olive garden in logan! I haven’t had olive garden in ages, and I miss it. mmm those delicious foods. I already know what I want: zuppa tuscana, breadsticks, strawberry daiquiri, three-meat ravioli, and black tie mousse cheesecake. please let me splurge? I can’t wait.
not much else to say. not much happened today. ryan and I read some of ender’s game this morning — well, I had my copy out and was following along while he read aloud. for once we were even in the same time zone. I read for a while after we got off the phone. but it isn’t the book I feel like continuing for now.
and that, I believe, is all for today…
Jarom
Mika
hilleries 