50 things meme by sushi_slave, part 2

[flamingsword]

26. The smell of books. Books were my first refuge, and most enduring love. The oxidizing-paper smell of old books is like hugging an old friend, warm and familiar smell that means safety and good times.
27-29. Dressing up in costumes, dying my hair, doing make-overs. Because shape-shifting is what I do, though it is usually in the form of rethinking my paradigm around some newly-modelled logic. I'm thinking of yellow and orange bits in my hair. Or maybe yellow and lime green. Or orange and hot pink?
30-34. Silk, fur, satin, glass, and stone. Textures make my skin hum, the rhythm of my skin vibrating counterpoint to my minds melody until my body and spirit become a symphony instead of a loose-themed jam session. Texture is like dancing without moving.
35. The smell of spearmint. Marie Billick's side yard was full of it, and when we'd tramp through there to the sunny watering hole to swim, the smell would rise up so sweet and thick the air tasted like chewing gum, tingling in your mouth. Spearmint is the taste of summer and ease, and everyone being alive to uncomplicate things.
36. Seeing Orion's Belt. Because some pain you can't let go of, love it too well to be you without it, and not everyone will make it through alive so you'd better have something to hang on to, after.
37. Singing. Sometimes it helps to make the beauty you wish the world had to give you. If nobody cared enough to make things better the world would be a sorry place indeed. Taking time to make a transient piece of beauty, in sound or any medium, connects you to the principle of life itself: to change things and get better by MAKING it better.
38-40. FANFIC, SLASH, and CRACK. Because thought is hologram and metaphor, and by restructuring your stories, you redraw the fundamental pathways of yourself. Changing things is alway joyous, but this is a subversive elegance in the same vein.
41. Arguing. Fighting for something or against something, to see what the struggle gets you.
42. Silliness and nonsense. Because some of the things you create will be ridiculous, and that's good for you, so it works out well.
43. Some musical pieces like this. Because you're not the only one who life has battered down who's hated being strong enough to get back up, and cried because there was still hope when it wasn't wanted.
44. Foreign money, small bills and coins. It represents a lot of things here, so bear with me. As exotic as other places and cultures must be to have as many wars as we do, we are still similar enough to use the same tools to serve the same needs because we all have them. It's a unifying symbol of common denominators happening in denominations. :)
45. Candy triboluminescence gives me joy just by existing. Sugar + munching / chemistry = LIGHT. Joy!
46. Lightning storms. Most kinds of turbulent weather make me feel energized, but nothing makes you feel more alive than taunting lightning to come play.
47. Screaming. It's its own kind of powerful feeling, as is:
48. Sparring. Because I'm finding out who both of us are at this extreme and clocking us to see where the gaps are. The better to understand you with, my dear. *wolf's grin*
49. Recognizing underlying patterns. Because nothing makes me feel connected to the world more than kowing that some parts of it DO make sense, even if it's really hard to see. The world as jigsaw puzzle, where you get the edges and then:
50: Intuitive leaps. All those pieces you sort-of had all click together like the crystal bits in the hands of Hudson Hawke. The complex and confusing is suddenly simple once the dynamic of it is grasped. And that's the joy of discovery, of uncovering a hidden order.

Comments

[sushi-slave.livejournal.com]

...I think you stole my brain when you wrote this...

*licks stolen brains*

[flamingsword.livejournal.com]

Your brain is sort of dry, like a sherry. What the hell have you been pickling yourself with?

Re: *licks stolen brains*

[sushi-slave.livejournal.com]

Heh, if I could remember that then it wasn't worth drinking it in the first place.
*stop licking it...that tickles!

Re: *licks stolen brains*

[sushi-slave.livejournal.com]

PS, the more I watch that I icon the more I become very afraid!