“She would never forget that first time it happened. It was there one moment and gone the next. She had no body! It had disappeared, vaporized, dissolved into the ether. The subtle pressure of the back of her hand against her thigh was gone. The slight tension in her cheeks could no longer be felt. […]
Continue readingExcerpt from “Remembering Eternity”: “Let us have rituals and churches, bureaucracies, rules, politics, robes, feast days, sins, holy waters, hand-washings, kneeling, aiming directionally, and the ringing of bells; let us mate and call it holy and beat drums and feel the pulse of the universe; let us interpret our fellow beings’ auras and cleanse their […]
Continue reading“Remembering Eternity”: “Against this outlook, Skylar took his stand. Whether through the fairy tales he had been exposed to as a child or the literature he had read as a youth, through the lessons he had learned from films or from simply watching adults in his environment, the seeker knew that happiness and peace could […]
Continue readingExcerpt from “Remembering Eternity”: “Through the rooms of this immense castle, which seemed to have no limits, bounds, or breaks, he would chase the gossamer glints of a maiden, the maiden, the one. She was gracile and lithe with the palest yellow hair streaming behind her as she ran, a maiden of a Pre-Raphaelite mind, […]
Continue readingExcerpt from “Remembering Eternity”: “Once his mother left the room, he flounced toward the bed and dropped himself down onto it with the dead weight of a falling dumb bomb. Horizontal, eyes closed, arms extended along his sides: this was the position he assumed as he wrestled with the nymphs, wolves, and ghosts of adolescence. […]
Continue reading“Stages of life are characterized by specific flavors of consciousness, each unique unto itself. And each stage has a song or two that succeeds in capturing, as a gestalt, every aspect of that particular life phase. I was recently listening to the Renaissance song “Carpet of the Sun” from the ’70s: there flowed the notes […]
Continue readingExcerpt from “Remembering Eternity”: “In Skylar’s view, genius, like everything truly fine in life, never stood the vassal to or subject of intellect. Critics, art historians, and other artists could argue themselves hoarse in support or opposition of a work such as the Birth of Venus, but using logic to evaluate art was like measuring […]
Continue readingExcerpt from “Remembering Eternity”: “It was about two o’clock in the afternoon on the day after Skylar’s last final examination. A cylinder of yellow sunlight passed through the narrow casement window in the sophomore’s bedroom, inflaming a golden aureole around Artus’ head. The rectangular lights of the mullioned window had been refashioned, all luminous, stretched […]
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