Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
The other whom we do not know
The other who hides in the shadows of our subconscious is a thrilling mystery and forever a destination on our long journey into better knowledge of ourselves and our hidden capabilities.When it reveals itself to us through the symbolic language of the dreams do we see him?
Friday, January 16, 2015
Ghost towns and more
Always a topic that get my imagination going especially with the new prompt that we got,
"The entire town was a handyman special - a fixer upper."
I imidiatly thought of the pictures Keren brought from Kennikot, Alaska. An entire town without a soul, slowly slipping into the pages of the history books.
Thursday, January 15, 2015
All by myself...
Video conferencing was a whole new experience in writing
until I walked into room 156 early Thursday morning
and was faced with two big screens and an
empty room.
"Hello" I said firmly at to no
one in particular, "anyone?" convinced by the utter quiet and my face
extremely enlarged on the right screen I sat on one of the chairs and waited
for something to happen.
At 9:00 am exactly the second screen
came to life with a lively picture of a teacher in front of a class,
"wait!" it was a 'real' teacher speaking to few students. Almost immediately,
a short elderly woman walked into the room and handed me a big remote.
"Sorry but I have to leave to feed
my horses," she said "I'll be back soon, in the meantime hold this
remote and press the mute button when you want to be heard, you'll be
fine," she added looking at the total confusion on my face.
Trusted with the remote I turned back to the screen with
the teacher. The screen by now split into five smaller squares each presenting
a different group of people.
"So everyone is here," the teacher said in a
cheery voice as if this in of itself was a major achievement. She proceeded to
go through a list of towns each I understood was represented by one of the small
squares. People smiled and nodded, and so
did I, being the only present representative of my city.
"Good," the teacher said as she plunged into a tenthly description of the syllabus, its
structure, assignments, final tests and so on. I
was trying to follow, only half way through I got this eerie feeling I get when
I talk to people on the cell phone and suddenly the line drops and the only
sign is sense of complete quiet on the other side. This time the signs were subtle; the only
visible sign was one of the small squares turning black.
I looked around, the teacher kept talking, the students
in the other squares kept listening intently and yet that feeling, something
was wrong. "Hey!" I raised my hand and waved. "Can you see
me?" "Hear me?" I tried for a lesser sense. Nothing, no
reaction. "Hey, I am here, do you see me?" I tried again this time in
a louder voice adding small jumpings,
up and down, nothing.
On the screen the class went on, no one seemed to notice
the void.
In desperation, I
turned to the remote, zoomed in, zoomed out, raised the volume, lowered it, and
pressed few random buttons, for good luck, nothing.
"Hey'" the elderly lady suddenly showed up
"all is fine?"
"No one can see or hear me," I admitted to my
failure.
"I am sure all is fine," she said.
"No it is not," I pleaded, "try for
yourself."
And she did, after few minutes of hand waiving, some jumping, she resorted to
screaming "Hey, you there!" I
watched enchanted, I knew it would not
work.
"Ok," she said,
"something must be wrong, I will be back," and off she went.
Two minutes later both screens went black.
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