Maybe I should start writing stories. Get lost in my own make-believe and mental labyrinth instead of others’. I would write about selkies, sirens, and sleep. Bones, tears, and a happiness so strong it is painful and unbearable to maintain. I would write about love. A feeling I crave but can’t seem to find in lasting abundance. A love that aches heavily in cliché but is otherwise inexplicable by our supposed verbose language. How else can I show you what I mean? Painting it won’t work…visual communication and manifestation of emotion or message translates and communicates in uniquely different ways for all respective individuals. How do I tell you how I feel and what I feel? Cant use my words, I cant use my images. I have a feeling that it is only possible to communicate this emotion to one other person in your lifetime. That so called soul mate. And it is not communicated by sight, word, or touch…it must be a certain energy that bounces back and forth, in and around the two beings as they interact or don't. Just their living existence on the same planet seems to be enough to produce the current. If it weren’t, if there were no currents, there would be no emotional reason to grow and explore. Life would be directed by the purpose of merely inhaling and exhaling, converting O2 to CO2. There would be no emotional reflection of expression. In the end the reason for that is to express oneself in the hopes of finding another who understands and, at best, reciprocates.
