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Originally Posted by Aventurine
What is grey? I ask.
Can I only see black and white?
I lay supine on my cool concrete paving while the night sits at a balmy 28 degrees Celsius.. I look up into my night sky..
Pink Floyd is seducing someone that is not me with their existential tones from my open window....… I ask again.. What is grey?
As a few drops of rain touch my face.. my senses awaken.. the words “I have become…comfortably numb..” penetrate my thoughts, like being aware of an ant that has crawled onto my leg, gentle but prevalent.... as I gaze into the streetlit grey sky I realise this..… Grey is comfortably numb…. Grey is comfortably numb..
Is this what they want?? comfortably numb..not to feel anything at all?
I look slightly to my left.. the massive tree in my front yard is swaying to its own melody, its song is vigorous in this central Australian wind... Its black silhouette dances like a primitive ceremonial dance.. I lose sight of the grey and sink into its black.. that's when I smile...
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Grey can be beautiful, it does not mean numb. It has so many shades! When you're constantly stuck in black or white, you are in extremes- enraged, demolished, agony. You miss the middle of these extremes. Wouldn't it feel great to just once feel bummed rather than obliterated? Irked rather than enraged? Disappointed rather than demolished?
Grey also leaves room for emotions that seem foreign to us stuck in black and white; emotions like peaceful, contented, and mellow.