There's something about this color. This Orange. Those petals.. Are those petals moving? I feel drawn in, I want to curl into the center of this Orange and be swallowed by those shifting petals. They're calling me. But that center. Wait. That center looks menacing. Why is it Black? What are those spots surrounding the Black? Keeping in the Black, keeping out the Orange. The Orange. Why is it keeping out the wonderful Orange? There's something wrong. Are the spots shifting? Chittering? They're menacing, those spots. Why are they keeping out the Orange? I cannot go to the Orange. The spots want me. They want to draw me into the Black, away from that Orange. Beautiful, wonderful Orange. The spots want to keep me away from the Orange. They want to bring me into the Black. Forget it, I know it's a trick. Goodbye Black. Goodbye Orange.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
There's something about this color. This Orange. Those petals.. Are those petals moving? I feel drawn in, I want to curl into the center of this Orange and be swallowed by those shifting petals. They're calling me. But that center. Wait. That center looks menacing. Why is it Black? What are those spots surrounding the Black? Keeping in the Black, keeping out the Orange. The Orange. Why is it keeping out the wonderful Orange? There's something wrong. Are the spots shifting? Chittering? They're menacing, those spots. Why are they keeping out the Orange? I cannot go to the Orange. The spots want me. They want to draw me into the Black, away from that Orange. Beautiful, wonderful Orange. The spots want to keep me away from the Orange. They want to bring me into the Black. Forget it, I know it's a trick. Goodbye Black. Goodbye Orange.
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I like the free associations of this writing. You get somewhere that you might not in a more expository vein.
ReplyDeleteI've often thought that we and similar primates appreciate warm tones in part because those are the colors of tasty fruits. Whatever the reason, I'm grateful that we can.
Great Blog Title, by the way. Reminds me of Taoism.
Black is the colour of infinity, it is the absence of colour. It attracts because it makes the orange even brighter. Your eye versus your heart. Love your writing.
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