Friday, November 23, 2007

Queen Mary is not my friend yet

It's 12:24am on Friday night and I'm in my room on my computer as I smoke a shisha by myself. I'm listening to different versions of the same song, by Bob Dylan.

At least part of this equation is wrong.

I've recently donkey punched Month 2 of my stay here, and it was about this time in Egypt that I ventured north east to Turkey to meet another nomad. Shortly after that the blocks began falling into place and a foreign city slowly flowered into a City of Dreams.

Sometime in college I learned that before you can really massage a body, you need to know where the joints are, where the soft spots are, and where the tense parts are. Once you know how the parts all fit together and what does what, then it just becomes an activity of properly manipulating those parts, or "massaging them" if you're so privy.

I hypothesized that it was probably pretty hard for a blind man to do.

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4 Comments:

Blogger Burbs said...

I believe you will see her again. With more refined senses.

9:23 PM  
Blogger Molly said...

I like how often you post, it's entertaining.
Even if it means you are sitting on your computer at 12:23 am--give or take a few minutes-- on a friday night.

also: you should do a post about the sin taxes...and what all they are on, why they are so intense...and if it means that you're the only person in malaysia drinking a lot of beer.

5:56 PM  
Blogger kjentzen said...

the blind had an incredible sense of touch... and can often feel things that the "seeing" cannot.
don't underestimate that.

cheers

12:05 PM  
Blogger Hero of the Light said...

Do you see an elephant?

2:18 PM  

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