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Tuesday, July 05, 2005

bicycle diaries (director's cut)
this is four days too late. i let life get in the way of life and now, the red-letter day has come and gone, fragile and forlorn. so let's pretend it's the first of july again and that my little trangression had never been committed. again, my apologies to myself and a hundred kinds of self-soothing to follow tonight.

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the northern way was born a year ago at 3:01 pm. there was no real purpose to it, no real reason to ride a bicycle to norway—that was just a metaphor. instead, there was a writer who had nothing and too much to say all at once, plus a large, anonymous void to do some decorating in.

it didn't even look like this in the beginning. it was dark, stark, spliced with photographs of bicycles taken in postwar berlin. there was less ambiguity then, less profanity, less sass, less sexual content. but that shit got old quickly.

and so the lights came on.

and suddenly, there was an icelandic singer opening and closing her mouth, with moonshine dancing on her tongue. there were yellow stickies, a box to whore in, fancy buttons to push. there were facetiae and delicate intellectual snobberies and nameless, faceless people going in and out of the door. it was all good—like having gatecrashers at a party over and over again minus the sensibilities.

needless to say, the right hand which wrote in pretty cursive went on indefinite leave. and in dead of night, all it took to be published was the right name (quick fix) and a password (over-the-counter therapy).

i don't know how long this pedaling will last. i don't know what i'll do when i finally get to norway. maybe i'll kick off my shoes. roll up the legs of my jeans. have some tea with milk. smile at strangers. give a nice, tall boy a kiss. take photographs of oslo. leave my bicycle by a grassy knoll for a lost soul to find. and walk barefoot to hungary.

there are no happy endings, really. those are just a reprieve for stories that have yet to finish telling themselves.

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transience said...

happy anniversary to a blog that taken on a life of its own! to everyone who wants to share the love, bring it on. party hats are optional.

and just in case i forget to tell you: i had a really nice time.

11:26 AM
shadowbox said...

I raise a glass of Norwegian aquavit to you on this anniversary.

11:45 AM
Aleksu said...

Zorionak!

Happy first blogoversary!

I was lucky to happen upon your blog a few months ago, it was after the metamorphosis to the present stage, now I'm curious about those pictures of bicycles taken in Germany.

12:22 PM
milktea said...

To hungary barefoot. nice. my mother will not stop me from reading your blog then. :)

Trans, happy anniversary. we are having a nice time as much as you did.

12:38 PM
J41M3 said...

I hope that you get to Norway. I've enjoyed watching the journey so far.

2:57 PM
Jax said...

Yay Trans! I would've thought you'd have been blogging longer than this. ah well.

:: smiles and tries to be nice and tall ::

4:24 PM
claudzki said...

funny..i was just watching motorcycle diaries last night...

belated happy anniversary to YOur blog...indeed, it has come a long way from where it started [and that wasn't bad...]

here's to more years of trans and her northern-way!

mwah! :D

5:47 PM
anonymous said...

Congratulations on completing a year! It had been an amazing 'ride' so far and looking forward to much more!

5:50 PM
wala said...

hey sweetie. happy anniversary. i raise my mug of strong, freshly brewed coffee to moonshine, lovemaking full tilt on a bicycle, metamorphoses, and conversations with you. may you forever be insatiable for wordplay and moreso, foreplay;=)

5:51 PM
Roger Stevens said...

Happy blogday to yooooooo
Happy blogday to yooooooooooo
Happy blogday dear Transience
Happy blogday toooooo yooooooooooo!!!!

I don't suppose you'll ever reach Norway will you. And would you want to?

And where does Ms B fit into the grand scheme of things?

6:27 PM
bullish1974 said...

*raises flute glass*

6:39 PM
I.:.S.:. said...

*Flute glasses (or whisky tumblers) rise all over the world. Your health. Live lucky. (11 comments within about 15 mins of posting?)

7:07 PM
I.:.S.:. said...

Well, about 7-odd hours actually

7:08 PM
Mercurial said...

Happy Anniversary!

Cheers for ride. Though I hope Norway continues to elude you :O)

No offense.

7:14 PM
I.:.S.:. said...

but still

7:16 PM
I.:.S.:. said...

I'm being converted to comments gradually... They're like a conversation in a moment of time that solidifies and you can go back and look at... like wondering around in a world with stopped time, seeing where everyone was caught at the instant time froze..

7:24 PM
Fist said...

Happy ... 4th of July!

If you do make it to Norway, just make sure it's when the lights are on.

8:17 PM
Deek Deekster said...

i want to congratulate you on the persistent way you dally with us all and long may it last

gratulerer med dagen til dagboken din!

9:09 PM
RuKsaK said...

A year old - amazing you celebrity you. This place is a work of art from top to bottom - it's so totally yours and it's a lovely place to come and sit down, relax and drink words in - and the flavours you offer them in are simply divine.

What I'm saying is - I love this place and when I'm a year old hope I can be as proud as you should be of the writing you spill here (although I doubt spill is an accurate word here)

9:19 PM
SafeTinspector said...

I feel like the guy who walks in just as the party host finished telling a really funny story. You know, that time when everyone is just getting done laughing, and they're all catching their breath.
I look around at all the faces and ask, "What did I miss?"
The answer is, usually, "Never mind, you had to be there."

But I wasn't!

9:20 PM
snst_blvd said...

when you get to norway, get me a nice norwegian boy. =)

9:23 PM
Kerouaced said...

Norway is a forever and a day away, Trans. You can pedal and pedal and will cover plenty of ground but then you realize that the journey was much longer than you ever anticipated...

9:42 PM
wala said...

ahh a milestone.
things will never be the same.
...cheers!

10:34 PM
trine said...

well, if you ever *do* make it to norway I will be there waiting for you....

but i kinda hope you don't as it might mean the end of all this..

happy anniversary, transience, hurra hurra hurra!

10:43 PM
Potted-flower said...

Uh. Crap. What do you really look like then?? I'm confused...

11:37 PM
Rama The Drama said...

I definitely don't want you to get to Norway(esp. if you are hanging your boots there) because it's in YOUR JOURNEY that we get a taste of your smells,sounds and feelings that gets magically transformed in our minds through your picturesque words!

May you indulge us in many more travelogues of your Life in the coming year!Happy Blogoversary!

12:16 AM
jenn see said...

it's strange how time changes things.

unoriginal thought, but there you go.

cheers on a year's worth of writing.

12:42 AM
Mere Existence said...

I've been on rollerscates this entire time, but didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings.

12:50 AM
madgirl said...

((((u))))

so im wonderin

is the livin flow of your blog a reflection of an evolution within your self? or have you been makin the empty space more home-like? like - settin up the furniture you already had kinda thing?

either way
ive had a nice time peddlin after ya :)

2:00 AM
EGO SVM CAROLVS said...

Happy 1st! :) :) :)
More to come. :) :) :)

2:02 AM
gusgreeper said...

happy happy first.
if.you.went.away.i.would.die

i love it here.

2:20 AM
Sarah said...

i probably would have cheated and posted this as the first.. even though it's not the first anymore.

=) happy bloggiversary..

i've been at it not quite 7 months longer than you. although, i have half the talent with words and feelings.

"there are no happy endings, really. those are just a reprieve for stories that have yet to finish telling themselves."

quite.

3:25 AM
Cocaine Jesus said...

POP!!!
glug glug glug

*fizzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*

just pouring a glass (or two) of champagne.

enjoy.

4:04 AM
Jen said...

Happy blogiversary to you!

4:41 AM
Carrie said...

wow! congrats on lasting so long and good on the evolution of your blog..........btw..you're my daily epiphany....such a brilliant mind and so open. like a breath of fresh air. thank you. ;)

7:21 AM
Anonymous said...

I'll have a glass while you're about it, JC.

Cheers!

7:29 AM
Roger Stevens said...

I'll have a glass while you're about it, JC.

Cheers!

Whoops. That's better. Wouldn't wanna miss the cake.

7:31 AM
Wardo said...

You've done a lot in a year. Good job.

-A

9:05 AM
Lorena said...

happy to join your party, happy 1yr anniversary!! love how you filled us in on some of your reasons for starting it.
hope you never stop pedaling.
wonderful story :)

btw, in this film i saw "mr & ms smith" there was a similar quote which stayed with me long after the film. "there is no such thing as perfect endings, they are just stories that haven't finished yet" i loved it and loved how beautifully you have written it yourself.

i'll have some of that tea :)

9:21 AM
karma said...

happy anniversary sweets! i guess one can say you have come a long way. no, don't stop pedalling, ever. the fun is in the journey, not the destination

xxx

9:36 AM
jey said...

happy anniversary to one of the best blogs around!:)

keep 'em coming, trans!

9:47 AM
small squirrel said...

happy birthday babe. you are a seriously amazing woman. skip norway and run away with me to Italy... better shoe shopping there anyway! heeeee!!

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY.
and buona fortuna, cara!

10:22 AM
small squirrel said...

you know I meant anniversary and not birthday.... well, bloggy birthday.

ah fuck it. I am just a dumb ass editor. HAHAHHAHAHHA.

10:22 AM
mariposatomica said...

happy anniversary! I enjoyed reading your blog post. Can't wait to see your blog entries on Blex's blog.

10:32 AM
therainandme said...

hey trans

happyanniversaryhappyanniversaryhappyanniversary...

cant imagine what it would be like not reading ur blog.
tc

1:27 PM
post said...

here's to hoping that you never stop pedalling!

or at least when you get to norawy, here's to hoping that you never stop writing!

1:28 PM
rolly said...

happy anniversary! I just hope the ending would be a good one. Like that boy you're generously kissing... lucky him.

I still believe in fairy tales, thank you.

1:50 PM
john said...

my world just righted itself (well, sorta) in time for your party.

i find reason in your words, that's why i linger.

happy anniversary.

1:57 PM
mrsmogul said...

That was a good post, I liked "tea with milk", I think I will have some of that today :)

4:18 PM
transience said...

i have to single out some people here. i can't help it.

blex >> i forget the link but every single photo came in black and white. my favorite was a bicycle stuck in snow.

monsterspank>> you have said much too much.

roger >> she is keeper of my secrets. but apparently not anymore.

mike >> my timezone is GMT+8. but you already know that, right? and you ramble well for a semi-virgin commenter.

deek >> dalliances are my specialty.

RuKsaK >> and i'm supposed to make a gist for your blog after that? the pressure!!!

safetinspector >> that was funny.

trine >> no, not the end. not yet.

potted-flower >> i can't really asnwer that question. but i do know you don't look like a duckling (gosling?).

mere existence >> you're still on wheels and that is the important thing.

maddy >> i just think i got to learn more html.

lorena >> i have to watch that movie. did i tell you i have a thing for angelina? no? well, i do.

jaime, ramchi, endlessecho, john >> thanks for being here again.

mercurial, mariposatomica, mrsmogul >> thanks for dropping by, newbies.

4:35 PM
Anil said...

many many bloggy returns of the day...here's to another year of pedaling up!

7:15 PM
Sara said...

well, hats off, hot damn, and the like. i hereby toast to you in the way too early morn. to norway!

7:58 PM
North said...

never too late to greet you. don't stop pedalling, keep it on!

8:53 PM
>sheE<>> so nice to see you back. thanks for the greeting. did i tell you we share the same age, sign and chinese birth year? huzzah!

>sheE< >> that was so sweet, you. thanks for the love and all that.

mitzzee >> i'm looking at the piccy again while i type this.

potted-flower >> hee. i'll send mine if you send yours. deal?

taryl >> no. no. and no. thanks.

blog ho >> with scones, yeah?

shadowbox >> she's not puking cum, if that's what you're thinking. she's swallowing then regurgitating the moon. pretty neat, eh? so you think i should lose the bike right about now? get myself a che guevara t-shirt?

alix >> i love what you said about entering a foreign film. that was so descriptive and highly flattering. thank you.

ygwin >> lovely pony. with the shimmery shoulders and romantic hair.

kathleen >> three years is a great achievement. congratulations!

slim whale >> vodka mudshake!

finnegan >> always so eloquent. okay, so how about a compromise? present progressive? i'm having a really nice time.

stella >> or new york. to new york on a taxi.

saturnyne >> hi back. i've missed you.

perfect virgo >> the travesty will continue, of course.

chris >> bring it on.

dlak >> what a lovely way to put it. i'm printing this comment right now. and i've set the font to 16-point dauphin. again, thanks for the gift.

allister >> you aren't so faceless to me.

kathleen again >> splendid. i will check out your answers as soon as i can.

blackops, srikar >> a great northern-way welcome to both of you.

2:37 PM
Potted-flower said...

very funny. You don't understand, though, I am ACTUALLY a cygnet. Its the truth!

3:45 PM
King of Space said...

"If, as you live your life, you find yourself mentally composing blog entries about it, post this exact same sentence in your weblog."

Maybe you saw this meme going around Trans, but after one year of blogging, It can help you evaluate where you are.

You know what? Me I actually think about what my bloggers I read will talk about. Until today, I never guessed a blog content, and this is perfect :-)

Happy blogversary Trans! TY for sahring your writtings with us

6:51 PM
A-hole! said...

so you popped your cherry, eh. good for you.

8:37 PM
transience said...

potted-flower >> a pretty, pretty cygnet.

king of space >> i've never really lived my life composing blog entries about it, but it's something to think about.

a >> more like popped the question, but that will do, too.

7:08 AM
gulnaz said...

an year of pedalling to norway, yowzaa!! my only regret is that i did not come across your blog earlier. i just love the way you use metaphors, love the way you write, totally!!!
here is hoping to see more of your special brand of moonshine.
the name of your blog, the format, everything fits in together...congratulations, you have done great! ;)

10:18 PM
Corsarius said...

it's a bit too late, but --

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY! for your blog, i mean. ;)

Btw, Slip of the Pen recently turned 6 months old. June 30. You're 6 months older than me, blog-context that is.

6:52 PM
transience said...

gulnaz >> that was so sweet. esepcially about the moonshine part. thanks very much.

corsarius >> happy half-year! and better late than never, especially for friends.

11:16 PM
Potted-flower said...

settle down, now.

3:47 AM
anumita said...

Am I late? HAPPY ANNIVERSARY to the blog!!
And Norway is where we are all heading, furiously peddling to keep up. Once you reach Norway, we will wait for you to lead us through adventurous roads to another land of mystic and magic.

To the writer, transience, who the English language would be proud of! Cheers!

1:34 PM
transience said...

potted-flower >> i have! and with coffee, too.

anumita >> you're just in time for the drunken revelry. and thanks, dear, for the greeting.

2:29 PM


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Friday, July 08, 2006


london

i've always thought that i had been born in the wrong body on the wrong continent. i'm sure of it now.

what i had were images of london and what had happened the day before. and suddenly everything i had were those from far away who, like a subtle turn of phrase, had made a nowhere into a somewhere. suddenly everything i had were the bridges and the buildings and the broken bodies. suddenly they were me, and i was them.

and what followed was this. me trying to connect to those beautiful, elusive ones whom i knew but had never met. wondering if they were okay. wondering if their loved ones were safe. wondering if they were close enough to the ravages. wondering, always just wondering.

i'm still sitting, looking out the window, waiting for the letters that haven't come. and 6,672 miles away from home is a heart that beats and hurts and weeps. my heart.

| o^o |45 kph
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DLAK said...

Yes my heart is heavy, oh my god what the fuck are we doing!? We (humans) have heaven right here but we are sooooo messed up we cant enjoy it. I believe the only way all this shit stops is if we (the world) are confronted with a common enemy like aliens or a disease. It may be the only way for society to survive is for it to colapse first.

6:55 PM
Jax said...

'society' as we put it is always destructive. civilisations are defined by who they fight against. I don't expect it to stop anytime soon.

And that said, I have a bizarre apathy towards it all. I think it is a self-defence mechanism (as selfish as this may be). I have trouble dealing with my own small world of suffering, let alone the larger one everyone else enjoys. I wouldn't last long.

7:04 PM
Cocaine Jesus said...

dlak>>>you are so bloody right. we are human beings and we are all the same, regardless of colour or faith. we are living in eden and WE make it hell.
relgion is sadly the cause of all this violence because religion (and not faith) divides in a way that only tribalistic humans can.

all faiths should either put aside their little differences and unite as one or fuck off entirely and let a new and more loving, liberal faith replace it.

there are beliefs and practises that, all though not as big as christianity or islam, BUT are equally as valid and possibly more benign.

jax>>>sadly you are right. mankind is a kind of sickness.
as for apathy . . .
be careful of that contagion as there are always unscrupulous people out there who live off of apathy and turn and twist it to their own designs and then we 'free' people really suffer.

trans>>>London is beautiful(and yes i am biased) has suffered worse than this. We will bury our dead and maintain our ridiculous 'stiff upper lips' and we will hold two fingers up high to AQ, or whoever did this evil act and say this . . .

'is that the best you can do? c'mon try it again. we're ready for anything you mother fuckers can chuck at us. bring it on.'

as for you being born in the wrong body . . .
having never seen it i should not comment but it sounds bloody fantastic as it is so don't go changing it.

being born in the wrong place?
no i don't think so.

it would be mega wonderful if only you lived here though. i could pop in for a cuppa tea!!!

give that beating heart a kiss, it deserves it!

8:35 PM
A-hole! said...

the fuck? was reading the comments and looks like people have been watching war of the worlds lately. heh.

8:40 PM
Aleksu said...

I really hope those letters arrive to bring a measure of solace to your heart.

9:15 PM
Carrie said...

Yes this touched me as well and not just because I have relatives there either. I know where you are coming from with this post.

10:18 PM
Kerouaced said...

Well said Trans. I don't think you're quite human if you can't feel for people when something senseless like this happens. Nowhere should innocent people die. This incident received a lot of press because of the spectacular nature of it but we shouldn't forget about all the other places in this world where people are needlessly killed daily. I would have to agree with dlak it seems our society might have to collapse first to survive...

10:52 PM
bullish1974 said...

i hear ya. my heart broke when i heard the news.

10:55 PM
Lorena said...

very pretty words for london. my prayers follow them to where they are.
lovely again transience :)

10:55 PM
snst_blvd said...

where is the world coming to?

damn crazy people.

12:53 AM
Perfect Virgo said...

You're soul was born in a compassionate body. We who read you are richer for it. Thank you.

12:59 AM
stella said...

this post makes me feel like we are all connected. my heart weeps too.

12:59 AM
trine said...

we're ok here in Brighton. close, but not close enough... it's horrible though. feels really weird and mental that this should happen... but everyone I know are OK!

1:08 AM
gusgreeper said...

i hate it, it is scary. sucks we live in a world where we can't all get along an accept one another. we all know these things will happen again, i hate feeling so unsafe and being what i consider harassed by every news station to watch it. knowing it and feeling pain for those hurt etc is enough for me thank you no need to watch it over and over again.

2:52 AM
gusgreeper said...

goes wihtout saying but i will say it anyway.

beautiful.writing.my.friend.

2:53 AM
post said...

humanity. we have the capacity for incredible compassion and incredible depravity.

things like this are always devastating.

3:00 AM
Mr Anigans said...

it's things like this that make me seek seclusion.
it's things like this that make me come back out again.

7:02 AM
Roger Stevens said...

We're all okay in this family and household. My son lives in London but he's all right.

If you think it's to do with religion, I think you make a mistake.

Terrorists are sick. They are not going to succeed. They kill innocent people, men, women and children. They are evil. Church leaders condemn them in whatever faith they claim to represent.

Meanwhile - it makes no sense. We just get on with our lives.

Peace and love.

8:12 AM
milktea said...

because generally this world is disappointing.

8:54 AM
Sarah said...

shaun and his family are all OK. but i know EXACTLY what you mean.

i freaked the fuck out and couldn't stop.

9:09 AM
alix said...

as i said to deek, i am a very angry alix.
you see, part of me is in the west, the other part is in London.
i could curse a blue stream, but ruksak did it so well...
what kind of world will my child inherit?

9:19 AM
Abster said...

It's so sad, isn't it? How some people can endanger, hurt and kill others for the sake of self-interest...

2:05 PM
claudzki said...

felt similar emotions when 9/11 happened in new york...

...and to think, the day before, the city was in jubilation for winning the host city bid for the 2012 games...

...but it's weird you know, the way we feel this surge of pain when something happens to london or new york, or some major city in the world...

...but when it comes to regions like darfur, iraq, palestine, it's become so commonplace - it's shameful that a big chunk of humanity doesn't really give a damn - so much so that we need something like 9/11 or london to make us realize that "shit...that could have been me...or someone i held dear..."

2:06 PM
Potted-flower said...

I'm sorry I didn't read that sooner. that was the best london post I have read. Come here. You should be here.

3:00 PM
ninjato said...

I feel for ya trans seriously, sometimes we all become so wrapped up in our own bubbles that we don't realize that sometimes the world truly a dangerous place and there really are sick psychos out there... and off-topic, I know this is kind of late but bel8ted you-know-what...and yes, I know, I'm a heartless and unsentimental jackass, but that's just me, (heh)...

3:37 PM
I.:.S.:. said...

Thanks

8:40 PM
Blog ho said...

that was lovely. thank you for saying it.

10:14 PM
Anonymous said...

i have always wanted to be born in europe.:)
this kind of mindless murder is shocking whether it happens in london or iraq, so many lives destroyed for whatt?
ty 4 writing this.
hugs.

gulnaz

10:56 PM
shadowbox said...

You, too, could get the "round button thingies" if you were on a Mac :)

As for your post, to paraphrase Bruce Cockburn: "you see the extremes of what humans can be..."

12:06 AM
SafeTinspector said...

I'll buy "wrong continent," possibly. But wrong body?
What sort of body would you rather be in? I've often wondered what I would look like as an underage Vietnamese prostitute; is your ideal anything like that?

1:39 AM
allister said...

It's a whole world controlled by a few men and there are unfortunate people who get caught up in the middle. It really gets to me when people say 'its bound to happen and there's nothing we can do about it.' That is a really sad thought.

7:57 AM
karma said...

i love london, it feels like home. but one never knows where terror will strike, and that's sad

10:43 AM
SafeTinspector said...

Not to belittle what happened, but statistically speaking we're safer with terrorists than drunk drivers. Heck, we're safer with terrorists than we are with a bar of soap in the shower!

As a society, we should think like a cloud of gnats. No fringe minority can ever get us all.

This is small consolation indeed to those directly affected. But that would be true for any tragedy.

12:22 PM
Alice: In Wonderland or Not said...

I love London and the people there having spent a quite a bit of time there over the years. I think these horrible tragedies, or the fact that people murder like that in cold blood is always so hard to comprehend. There is so much tragedy in the world on a daily basis though I am not so sure why something like this affects everyone so severely when the every day tragedies do not.

1:10 PM
deryke said...

thats sad. and i'm sad too. sorry london. i'm sad for you! y'all have my prayers. -lil d!

5:24 PM
Corsarius said...

well-said, trans. a more than worthy tribute to people wasted by meaningless deeds. i fear that the next time they will strike here in our own country, it will be as brutal, if not worse.

6:40 PM
nin said...

well said....
lets pray for the poor souls who are still fighting for their breath....

11:57 PM
Fist said...

Is there a legal age for prostitutes in Vietnam?

12:55 AM
finnegan said...

ditto all the above sentiments cubed.

1:47 PM
Spicy Cauldron said...

It's Monday and the sun is shining fiercely in London bringing with it a stifling heat. There are still fewer people out and about than would be normal for a day like today, and the levels of polite interaction are definitely up. Everyone is glad to be alive and scared of dying at any moment. Nobody can assure us of the Tube's safety, or that of the buses. Nobody could before and we all felt a little wobble when having to use London's public transport system.

I logged onto the BBC News site this morning to find a headline piece which ran long the lines of 'Go back to work, Londoners urged'. It was changed less than an hour later, now reading 'Defiant Londoners go back to work'. Yet the article itself remains unchanged. It's clear we are being hit with propaganda at a time when we are susceptible, weak and psychically injured as a nation. Perhaps now we will see an upsurge of support for ID cards, the biggest attack on our civil liberties since the Poll Tax.

I can accept no justification for last week's bombing outrages, for there is none; the atrocities were the work of cowards. But at the same time, we live in a world where violence is legitimised too damn often; where our G8 leaders stand as hypocrites, victims of terrorism all but often the very people who inflict state-sanctioned terrorism such as the illegal war against Iraq. How can we justify one form of barbaric behaviour under the guise of promoting democracy? Defending democracy is another thing entirely, should be another thing entirely. I'm not arguing against defence. I'm arguing against all forms of aggression. It is debatable among those not inclined towards hysterical and blinkered responses as to whether attacks such as those London experienced last week were unprovoked aggression; to me, they were not entirely unprovoked but they can never, ever be said to be excused or justified. Death should come of its own volition; nobody should never help it along.

What I am saying is this: if this country and the US had kept out of the affairs of the Middle East, did not give such unblinkered support to Israel in its ongoing and disgusting humiliation of the Palestinians, and if we did not go about starting illegal wars on pretence of bringing freedom when truth is it's all about the oil, then the chances of this terrible terrorist attack last week might at least have been considerably lessened if not diminished entirely. Terrorists do not grow in vacuums, nor do they materialise in conditions where the majority are happy. Terrorists grow in number through what they perceive to be injustices against themselves - yet how they go on to justify atrocities against people is beyond me. Still, we must look at the planetary conditions as a whole when thinking of responses to outrages against our individual nations. A global problem - terrorism - does require a global solution. I just don't think it's the one Bush has half-formed in his small primate brain. But Blair, his ally... is intelligent, a skilled negotiator. Why he ever allied with Bush's 'War on Terror' I will never know. It got us nothing in return, not even Kyoto-related concessions. The US still stands as a nation wilfully blind to the truth of global warming and the consequences of that - far more impactful than any given terrorist attack, no matter how horrendous.

We cannot divorce the horror from the politics and lies which surround it; neither can we excuse the horror because of the politics and lies. Violence is never a solution and always wrong.

If we could get that idea into the heads of Bush and Blair as well as Bin Laden and every other fanatic, then we might start to see some progress towards a real and lasting global peace. For now, the lost lives of those caught in a crossfire of ideologies, obsessions and expediencies must be grieved for, their loss acknowledged.

People died last week across the entire world who should not have died. They died because of bombs, starvation, torture, needs and hatreds. I am sorry for them all. I am only one man. But together? We can do this. We can put an end to the madness. It takes time and the willingness to act compassionately, defiantly and openly: the courage to make a difference. Play it forward.

6:13 PM postmastergeneral said... It hits me when you people can sometimes feel so dramatic about news like this. so what's new? hunger, corruption, poverty, drugs and the like surrounds you and never did i remember you writing something as profound about it when you know exactly where you're from, who you are, how you look! you are full of shit you plagiarist you! you just have to write something about the bombings in london to social climb! you cheap son of a bitch! blogwhore! accept your fucking ugliness and if you can't, i suggest you solicit thru blogshitting money for your major makeover and surgery, blogbitch! but then again, I just don't know what to do with myself everytime i see the likes of you on blogger. i feel like hacking into blogger and rip this page apart and step on your fugly face! And then this hatred i feel for you, your monsterspank, ramen messenger and ambassador to your islandfuckinguglydictateduponprincessmaidfrogbitch will fade. Go away!!!

i happen to save this comment before it was deleted by the blog administrator. a lot was posted after this but was not fortunate enough to save all. a post in itself. :-D

4:12 PM
Pincushion said...

Thank you for this.
Take care..

4:28 PM
monsterspank said...

Yes very sad. There is such feeling that runs through this post.

12:03 AM
Jackal said...

'and 6,672 miles away from home is a heart that beats and hurts and weeps. my heart.'

This I totally relate to.

4:46 AM
transience said...

thanks for the comments, everyone. the london bombings affected us in different ways. and though it is sad that it should take a tragedy like this to inspire solidarity, we should focus on the lessons that we've learned instead. and the fact that life is precious and is always worth preserving.

10:06 AM

posted by transience at 6:16 PM on Jul 8, 2005
New comments have been disabled for this post by a blog administrator.


Sunday, July 10, 2005
black sabbath

i find that the world waits for no one. i've only had time to take a breath, and there it is, turning the corners like there are no stop signs, riding away from me again. but it was a sunday. i had the license to park my ass and get some coffee first before i went pedaling gung-ho after it.

it was oddly quiet in the little australian café. he with his book, me and my espresso, the few others with anomalous versions of caffeine. behind the little everyday tragedies and the larger ones that bring disjointed pieces of life together, i was just glad to enjoy 1:31 pm and the pre-approved silence prevalent in any siesta-afflicted country.

the espresso felt good going down. and like a fluke, it had the effect of liquor, breaking down my defenses and making certain body parts more limber than usual. this wasn't me more aware. this was me at the height of comfort. signature coffee-shop couch. face hidden in male shoulder. arm thrown over the back of the seat. bare leg tucked neatly under short skirt.

as a decent, law-abiding citizen, i would have pondered the ramifications of my vague botticelli montage. but i couldn't. i was under the influence of some fluke espresso, remember? besides, when i closed my eyes and opened them again, it was 3 pm. i had fallen asleep. the lion had sunned in public. how barely legal. how utterly, horridly gauche.

and as i struggled to contain my growing embarrassment, he, the owner of the male shoulder, patted me on the head and promised (unprintable) things when we got home. all because of the pretzel pose i had pulled off. but i'm not complaining, of course. i may not pray, but i do count my blessings.

and i leave love to those who know.

| o^o |113 kph |
113 Comments
>>>blogcollector deleted comments pagemariposatomica said...

Caffination is always a good thing! I love the images you use like "disjointed pieces of life together" and
the way you end it. I really enjoy your writing.

1:14 AM
SafeTinspector said...

What a charming tableau you paint.
I would, however, ask all those involved if there were roofies in that espresso....

1:39 AM
Potted-flower said...

what the hell happened when you fell asleep? and CAN you fall asleep after espresso? hmm...

3:39 AM
deryke said...

wow! never been thi high on the list

i just wondering why nobody drew a mustache on you? perhaps a friendly goatee?

6:17 AM
sasfdasfdljkfksdjkfjsd said...

yes, if you're tired enough you can fall asleep no matter what. Maybe that's what they mean by "power-napping."

a·nom·a·lous
Deviating from the normal or common order, form, or rule.
Equivocal, as in classification or nature.

but if everyone gets drinks that deviate from the norm, doesn't that become the norm?

7:03 AM
sasfdasfdljkfksdjkfjsd said...

e·quiv·o·cal

Open to two or more interpretations and often intended to mislead; ambiguous.
See Synonyms at ambiguous.

Of uncertain significance.
Of a doubtful or uncertain nature.

actually I like the "of a doubtful or uncertain nature" definition, probably closer to what you were meaning.

7:13 AM
Aleksu said...

I worked at a coffee shop for almost two years, and I can only wish I had witnessed a tableau as rich as the one you just described.

8:14 AM
gusgreeper said...

sadly i likely would of drawn something on you.

i liked the end dirty girl.

8:31 AM
mussolini said...

you lied. you didn't have to.

8:40 AM
North said...

the ending has never been better. anyway, you must be awfully in need of a rest to sleep after some caffeine intake.

10:48 AM
ty bluesmith said...

nice nice nice.

11:16 AM
alix said...

perhaps you were preemptively resting for what transpired after? i'm tempted to go nap in a coffeeshop now...think it might do the trick?

11:17 AM
slim whale said...

maybe yours was the anomalous version of caffeine, otherwise you wouldn't have slept.

this is as sluggishly dreamy as a siesta. rich and vivid.

11:27 AM
King of Space said...

What is a pretzel pose? I can't figure it out... Like the pretzel shaped like a heart?

11:32 AM
Anonymous said...

that's why i just drink fruit shake. keeps the body cold. :p

~milktea

11:42 AM
transience said...

mariposatomica >> you're back! thanks very much for the kind words. and i think the ending was rather kicky, too.

safetinspector >> the barista denied all allegations.

potted-flower >> erm, i fell asleep? and apparently, if there's anyone who will fall asleep after espresso, it would be me. i'm your go-to girl.

deryke >> my house is your house. and i would have preferred a daisy on my cheek, thanks.

ray ray >> i used to power-nap in the office before i realized it actually robbed me of my will to work for the rest of the day.

a·nom·a·lous, adj strange and difficult to identify or classify

i think the above is more of what i meant.

i don't quite understand your question about drinks and deviating from the norm. but i am quite sure i didn't get the american raspberry-laced freddoccino.

thanksthanks for the semantic lesson, anyhow. i enjoyed it.

blex >> if you had witnessed something like the one i described, i'm sure you would have made the guys at the retirement home down the street very happy. think: photos! LOL!

corinna >> please not spock.

mussolini >> apparently my email did not satisfy you. are you pulling an il duce on me?

skeet >> a few years ago, i didn't drink coffee because it had an adverse effect on my system. and then i got over the adverse effect. and then i regressed.

ty >> sweet sweet sweet

alix >> excellent. i never thought of that. and be careful where you nap and with whom you intend to do it with. we're talking highly trusted factors here.

slim whale >> or maybe i was the anomalous one. use ray ray's first definition of anomalous above.

king of space >> pretzel pose. a physical posture that comprises two or more body parts bent at an angle and held in position for an hour or more.

milktea >> belated happy birthday! i like strawberry fruit shakes. did you drink some to celebrate?

11:48 AM
claudzki said...

is this a sign for me to start going to coffee shops? :D

12:03 PM
J41M3 said...

Il Duce? From Boondock Saints?
Do all the girls in the city have that much fun? I think I might move and start drinking coffee!

1:23 PM
wala said...

coffee. sleep. transience.
pretzel pose. monster.
unprintable items.
my cup of tea **u
hi there gorgeous.

1:40 PM
BatJay said...

can you tell me where i can get this fluke espresso

2:38 PM
gulnaz said...

*grinning*
loved this!
going to sleep on his shoulder sounds soo right.

'the lion had sunned in public.'
wonderful line!

btw, sleep can overcome caffeine when strong enough, personal experience.

this really was such a sweet post, something i needed to read. thanks.

4:14 PM
ninjato said...

first line is my life at the moment...as for the rest...um ah forget it, I'll be nice this time heh

4:14 PM
jey said...

"i find that the world waits for no one."

how true. and how sad.

as much as the world would not stop and grieve with you.

hard truths live up to their name, i guess.

4:51 PM
transience said...

claudzki >> are you really having that much trouble sleeping?

jaime >> no, as in benito mussolini. the fascist. and i would think that any party would be a good party if followed by coffee. but that is an extremely yuppie point of view. enjoy your youth and worry about the labels later. =)

monster spank >> what's with the **u?

batjay >> MOCHA BLENDS, congressional branch. you have been warned.

gulnaz >> heh, it would have been sordid if not for my sense of humor. so glad you liked it, the lion said.

ninjato >> eeevil.

jey >> and complicated names they are, too.

5:12 PM
wala said...

i want to see you on a short skirt, doing a pretzel pose.
and yes. i'd hand you an espresso if you wanted a cup.
it's on me. just let me see the pose.

sh*t. nasty thoughts.
sorry.**u

5:24 PM
The Flea said...

Transience -- I'm with ::a::. It would have made a lovely scene, observing you in your pretzel pose. Unless, of course, you were drooling.

As always, splendidly scribed and metaphorically marvellous! Give me more please. LOL

6:08 PM
Anonymous said...

I have been using espresso to keep me awake. I couldn't think of anything much stronger. And you fell asleep?

6:57 PM
snst_blvd said...

im caffeine intolerant. one sip can get me up for 2days. (im dead serious)

im thankful they just dont offer coffee in coffee houses. tee hee!

7:30 PM
Gangadhar said...

Hi transience..this is really a very nice post from you..
And there are some beautiful lines...i liked them verymuch...

7:46 PM
trine said...

your posts are always too short. I almost reverted back into lurking there, as I didn't feel I had anything profound to say, but there you go...

I am off to norway in two weeks actually, can't wait!

7:52 PM
De.vile said...

Caffiene is a beautiful thing when you arent allowed to drink.

WHY should you have so much of the things you cant mention on a public blog?

8:31 PM
wala said...

** instead of the:
u in place of )
sorry, does it annoy you?
xx_ ill stop.

9:11 PM
post said...

"i may not pray, but i do count my blessings."

this made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

but wow, if espresso does anything for me, it gets me wired. how could you manage sleep...?

10:39 PM
taryl cabot said...

They make espresso martinis now, so next time suggest you combine vices.

11:13 PM
Lucia said...

I am (unsurprisingly) yet again impressed. You have wonderful flow, smooth yet distinct. :)

12:14 AM
Potted-flower said...

'I had fallen asleep'. Yes, you were asleep. Or was that one of your oh-so-clever english twisty things?

12:16 AM
Carrie said...

LOVE BLACK SABBATH....and I DO pray AND count my blessings, just seems like no one is listening....that's another band though.

12:30 AM
EGO SVM CAROLVS said...

I luuurve the pointers I always pick up here. :]

1:56 AM
Perfect Virgo said...

I'd be late for my own memorial service! I log on to find another beautifully sculpted piece of wordage and I'm last in the queue as ever. Belatedly let me say mine's a Columbian, hot black and thick as broth. You can't sleep through those!

3:19 AM
stella said...

i loved this sweet ending...
and the (unprintable) things - that's just classy! =)

3:52 AM
Blog ho said...

i love pretzels with whipping cream and hand cuffs.

4:09 AM
Sk8RN said...

That was some cup of coffee! ;-)

5:36 AM
Lorena said...

you know, coffee brings me comfort too. what is it that does it? i can't believe you fell asleep. you really must have been drained. good dreams i hope??

great writing and what a great last line! who are these lucky people.

6:31 AM
Sarah said...

unprintable...

this only makes me want to know.more. of course.

7:26 AM
Jay said...

There's no thing like a loved one's passing that reminds you that the world never slows down. Even if you personally shut down, once you start up again, everything has changed, the world has gone on without you, and you must run and play catch up.

7:42 AM
King of Space said...

ah ok, I think I understand the poretzel pose... it is like a foetus position... well.. I am not sure... Trans make a picture of it, I am too much visual... :-P

7:54 AM
RuKsaK said...

Is it possible to tattoo comments onto someone else's blog? For that is what I may as well do - scrape an ink-filled needle across this place decrying how wonderful it is and leave it there for every post, which I know will be as scintillating as the others.

9:33 AM
Jennynyc said...

"the lion had sunned in public."

I love this line! What a lovely vignette!

9:36 AM
jenn see said...

so sweet. a good dream that lingers.

9:38 AM
karma said...

a comforting male shoulder is a good reason to fall asleep, no matter what you drink :)

9:51 AM
Carrie said...

I also like what Blog Ho likes....oh YEAH! ;)

10:43 AM
Kerouaced said...

Whether you meant you slept literaly or figuratively it is possible either way. Caffeine doesn't treat everyone the same way. I have an aunt who drinks several pots a day and hit has no stimulating effect on her. Like drinking beer and only getting the calories I suppose. And again Trans beautiful piece.

11:16 AM
bullish1974 said...

ah, coffee post. ah, sunday coffee post.

you actually fell asleep? are you sure it was cofee and not milo?

11:57 AM
transience said...

monsterspank >> eep. could that be classified as an (unprintable), too?

flea >> you bastard, LOL! actually, i was sleeping quite peacefully. without the snores, without the drool, thank you very much. and when i sleep, i do so very soundly. my beau has to check up on me every few hours to see if i am still alive.

anonymous >> adverse effect, apparently.

sunset eyes >> hahahaha! there you go, my heroine.

gangadhar >> thanks very much.

trine >> really? i've become conscious of keeping them concise since everybody is so preoccupied with time management nowadays. and don't worry about the comments. you're not obliged to make them. i'm just very glad you're reading. =)

happy trip to norway. wait for me! oh wait...don't. i may be very, very late.

de.vile >> you aren't allowed? oh dear. and i don't understand the question.

enjoy the new job!

monster spank >> geez. i am some sort of dumbass. it took me a while to get it. LOL! and no, it doesn't annoy me sweetie. don't stop harder!

kay >> waaaaaah! my body's all screwed up. help.

taryl >> is it five percent alcohol?

lucia >> wow. thanks for that.

potted-flower >> not twisty enough, apparently.

mitzzee >> LOL! hilarious comment.

carolvs >> but dear, they're not pointers! my embarrassment should tell you as much.

perfect virgo >> colombian? mmmmmm.

stella >> suddenly, i felt all shy. on a good day, i would have elucidated. crap.

blog ho >> bring it on, then.

Sk8RN >> like you wouldn't believe.

lorena >> i should really get away and have myself a sleep vacation. i'll throw a slumber party before i leave, though.

sarah >> darling, but you already do. scorpio. you.

jay >> beautifully put.

king of space >> i'm a visual person, too. and i do sleep in a foetal position, but not while sitting on a couch in public. that would have been too much for my sensibilities.

RuKsaK >> you've marked me.

jennynyc >> thanks! i'm a leo, incidentally. what's your sign?

jenn see >> like traces of sleep when you haven't had enough.

karma >> well said! of course you know what i'm talking about, minx.

mitzzee >> threesome?

kerouaced >> literally. fell asleep with face hidden in male shoulder. arm thrown over the back of the seat. bare leg tucked neatly under short skirt.

i cringe now as i type that. stupid espresso.

bullish1974 >> i swear it was espresso. i swear. even if you dunked me in warm chocolate (as a pretzel), i would still swear the same thing.

12:29 PM
anumita said...

and you leave love to others? well, they need to definitely discover it then with expresso, an australian cafe, a man with nice shoulders, and a short skirt!

1:22 PM
Kathleen said...

I can learn that much needed vocabulary just by reading your writing... i admire the way you're able to make even the smallest of everyday moments something completely unique and utterly special.

4:15 PM
transience said...

anumita >> they could add some other things to the mix, too. if they were so inclined.

kathleen >> you are always so generous with your compliments when it comes to my writing. thanks very much. it means a lot. even with the odd vocabulary lesson thrown in.

4:20 PM
Sara said...

caffeine, particularly in intense espresso form, has that breakin'-down-the-defenses effect on me too, though without the sleep. i like that the last single-sentence paragraph is made in pentameter.

8:28 PM
Mere Existence said...

How sad that I, the great lion tamer, missed this event.

11:09 PM
Carrie said...

trans - i'm full on games.....3some sounds hot, only we need to determine the true sex of blog ho... ;)

11:25 PM
DLAK said...

Back when I actualy went beyond the borders of my own domain I used to go to a coffee shop with a women freind. We found it a nice place for reading (her) and drawing (me) But it always made her sleapy and me horny, Expresso can knock you out if you are allready tired and it can knock you up if your with me.
I think all women should wear short skirts and I think your writing is wonderfull.

12:40 AM
jenn see said...

vaguely generalized compliment:

i really dig the titles of your pieces. thought you'd like to know.

2:46 AM
transience said...

sara >> wow. i didn't even notice it was in pentameter. you are good. and another thing about strong coffee is that it makes me pee, like, every two minutes. but it's easy work in a skirt.

mere existence >> you tame lions? how cool! you do know that lions make no pacts with men, right?

mitzzee >> who cares what his gender is?

dlak >> i never want to be knocked up. but i think your comment told as entertaining a tale as my post. thanks for the compliment, too.

jenn see >> mutual admiration for titles. i like that. =)

9:01 AM
Jax said...

*ahem* the which cafe?

10:19 AM
transience said...

MOCHA BLENDS. partner of sydney-based MOCHA COFFEE.

10:28 AM
wala said...

trans,
ok, so maybe we could (unprintable). after that, i'll (unprintable) you till the morning. then, (uprintable) and (unprintable).

shush. i'll just shut up now.

10:59 AM
transience said...

monsterspank >>raunch, raunch, everywhere! thank the god of small things that trans is the most amazing woman who will ever grace your star-spangled sky.

i leave her to kick your (unprintable) and (unprintable) and (unprintable) raw. =D

11:14 AM
JErm said...

another moment of bliss in a goddess' life.. *envy*

2:05 PM
bismuth said...

this is beautiful and heartwarming and all but you still owe us. BIG TIME.

7:34 PM
wala said...
i love to eat pretzles....

8:32 PM
snst_blvd said...

i always go to this local coffee shop Balconaje. And Seatle's Best if Balconaje is full of ugly people.

i dont really dig mocha blends. or maybe because both of the coffee shops i hang-out in are owned by my friends. gotta patronize the free stuffs! LOL (i hardly get any, sadly)

9:11 PM
madgirl said...

the coffee shop ritual :) caffeine rush and couch-scrunched pose and feelin lazy-good.

ahhh :) i love it :)

/me tips a mug your way love. cheers.

9:47 PM
Jax said...

I demand you stop referring to that place as an Australian cafe. Its not nice! Jax's head starts to hurt.

9:59 PM
Carrie said...

trans - right-o! 3 is fun! but I love that you wrote "who cares what HIS gender is"

i'm IN! ;)

10:28 PM
jonny ragel said...

black sabbath used things a little stronger then espresso. but you've natural firepower. you are an unstoppable force.

(nice work)

12:16 AM
Anil said...

this has to be one of the best descriptions of a sabbath I've ever read....to think you can produce poetic prose describing the mere act of a siesta says something about your writing!

1:05 AM
Potted-flower said...

was that dirty orrr?... WHY YOU AVOID QUUUUESTION??

2:17 AM
mrsmogul said...

caffeine I miss so bad!! I would love a shot of expresso. Nice post.

2:38 AM
Roger Stevens said...

uh huh

oh yeas

why of course

definitely

but did we cant a little to the left there?

what am I talking about?

What are roofies?

What's in the bag?

do I care?

what is going on here?

7:47 AM
Sk8RN said...

I was a little belated in catching the "unprintable things." I love your innuendos.

BTW - You've been tagged. ;-)

1:53 PM
Mridula said...

Coffee! Your musings remind me of a time when it made me sleep, but it was because of I was putting in hours and hours in college, and then at night, in the canteen I would take a cup of coffee and crash in my room. Not anymore, now coffee keeps me awake. Of course I never had anything as insteresting as this!

4:37 PM
Gangadhar said...

Just pedalled up to say a big.."Hieee!"

7:24 PM
transience said...

JErm >> i did promise you a coffee a long time ago. maybe i should buy a plane ticket to indonesia?

bismuth >> eep. i'm wracking up serious debt here.

monsterspank >> me, too.

sunset eyes >> ugly people?! LOL! such a cheeky girl. and i don't really dig MOCHA BLENDS either. it was just a convenient place at the time. i'm more of a CBTL girl.

maddy >> and a beautiful ritual it was.

jax >> why ever not? okay, how about this..."it was oddly quiet in the little café that sold australian coffee." yeah? sounding better to you?

mitzzee >> baby, with you looking like that...hell, i'm in even without blog ho.

johnny crash >> i would make a sucky black sabbath person thingie.

anil >> really nice of you to say so. thanks.

potted-flower >> i'm not avoiding the question! i just didn't get it. i'm dense that way.

mrsmogul >> i would buy you one if i was there in the UK.

roger >> i have no idea either. this is bedlam. welcome.

Sk8RN >> (unprintable) things are always very intriguing. hee.

mridula >> fluke espressos have made stranger things happen.

gangadhar >> back to you!

9:16 PM
transience said...

JErm >> i did promise you a coffee a long time ago. maybe i should buy a plane ticket to indonesia?

bismuth >> eep. i'm wracking up serious debt here.

arthur >> me, too.

sunset eyes >> ugly people?! LOL! such a cheeky girl. and i don't really dig MOCHA BLENDS either. it was just a convenient place at the time. i'm more of a CBTL girl.

maddy >> and a beautiful ritual it was.

jax >> why ever not? okay, how about this..."it was oddly quiet in the little café that sold australian coffee." yeah? sounding better to you?

mitzzee >> baby, with you looking like that...hell, i'm in even without blog ho.

johnny crash >> i would make a sucky black sabbath person thingie.

anil >> really nice of you to say so. thanks.

potted-flower >> i'm not avoiding the question! i just didn't get it. i'm dense that way.

mrsmogul >> i would buy you one if i was there in the UK.

roger >> i have no idea either. this is bedlam. welcome.

Sk8RN >> (unprintable) things are always very intriguing. hee.

mridula >> fluke espressos have made stranger things happen.

gangadhar >> back atcha!

9:20 PM
finnegan said...

whew trans, your comment space is turning into an epic unto itself.

i don't know if you feel the same, but i find this space one of the most addicting aspects of blogging.

that said, i don't envy you having to answer such reams as this on a post-to-post basis! does your computer ever burb or fart from being engorged?

chuckled at the "barely legal"
reference. hustler's one of my faves. next time you decide to splay your goods, make sure flint has ample warning so as to have blog paparazzi focused.

did your shoulder take any phone-pix himself? i'd like a few, if you don't mind.

1:00 AM
ennui said...

i'm a cbtl person too! when are u gonna share tea with me again? aren't u gonna treat me? Ăś

2:22 AM
Potted-flower said...

Ok, ok, here is it simply

'WHAT THE HELLLLL IS THE LION???'

2:26 AM
exile said...

mitzee & trans- might i offer my services? mitzee can vouch for me.

mad props to shoulder owner, btw, wakes you up to let you know what unprintable things he plans on doing to you. i would probably just sit there and point.

8:11 AM
exile said...

mitzee & trans- so if we have choices between canada, california, and the mystical island of transience, which do we choose? where should we come together? (hehehe)

8:14 AM
Carrie said...

Trans - you are so sweet really! ;) I'm totally flattered, and if your bicycle ever makes it to Canada, look me up! Blog Ho or not. cheers bella.

9:59 AM
transience said...

finnegan >> haha! i feel the same way. the comments here are way better than the posts. the interaction is always fevered, and you definitely add to the excitement. as for responding to the messages, i find it a more fulfilling pursuit, than say, conceptualizing ad copy for an upscale residential subdivision. sadly, my computer is hefty--no embarrassing bodily sounds. and no, there were no pictures. the shoulder is discreet. but i bet HUSTLER won't be.

ennui >> how about friday next week? my treat.

potted-flower...oh, that one! i am the lion. i've referred to myself as that in previous posts because my astrological sign is well, leo.

exile >> as long as mitzzee vouches for you, i'm game.

mitzzee >> but of course! canada is my next stop. i have relatives there, too.

10:18 AM
Roger Stevens said...

We live in the country and we've just had a power cut lasting for 12 hours.

So what did I miss most?

A cup of coffe this morning when I woke up.

Meanwhile - are you going for the hundred comments mark?

6:29 PM
Srikar said...

well written!

9:50 PM
Corsarius said...

little snippets of thought:

anomalous versions of caffeine. i'm no coffee drinker, but the coffee-variety zoo is getting a lot more crowded, methinks.

siesta-afflicted country. insert my cackle here, hehe.

lastly: the combination of bare leg tucked neatly under short skirt, how barely legal, and promised (unprintable) things when we got home. am i thinking what you want us to think, trans? heh. :)

damn. another colorful (erm..erotic?) entry set against a mundane background. only you can pull that off, dearie! ;D

11:04 PM
You've Got What I Need... said...

coffee is known to inspire hot, hot heat when amongst combustables. and you, transience, are quite flamable.

2:51 AM
Anti-Blogger said...

I always liked it when they played the song "Iron Man".

Huh? What?

6:27 AM
Neel said...

I love coffee, going to have some now. Do you take your coffee with Kafka? I love your posts!

10:32 AM
transience said...

roger >> crap! i hate power cuts. so sad you missed your coffee. but your power is back on, yeah? so that means you've had your morning cup.

and no, i don't have any particular goals as to how many comments i receive. but a 300-count would be nice. freaky, but nice.

srikar >> thanks!

corsarius >> dearie, do i seem erotic to you? LOL!

ygwin >> but so are you, pony. so are you.

ab >> holy shit. he lives.

neel >> i would share that cup with you. but though the spirit is willing, the flesh is nonexistent. so just enjoy it without me, while i toast you with my own cup. cheers! i'm glad you are better, btw. you've been missed.

11:19 AM
Carrie said...

perfect - c u when u arrive then. surely you'll recognize me. ;)

11:13 PM
Rex Venom said...

Strange shoulders and adventure.
Rock on!

5:27 AM
transience said...

mitzzee >> i'd recognize you in a heartbeat.

rex >> and the adventure continues. but it always does, mind you.

5:28 PM
IdeaSmith said...

My vague Botticelli montage....I loved that part.

5:49 PM
Carrie said...

;)

9:37 PM
. : A : . said...

Sometimes the caffine just hits you ... :-)

10:39 PM
transience said...

ideasmith >> i had the picture of botticelli's venus in my mind after writing that.

mitzzee >> hee.

.:a:. >> yes. it did. hard.

1:22 AM
Neel said...

I posted on here yesterday, but my comment disappeard? I hope you are well and enjoying yourself.

5:31 AM
Neel said...

oh now, i see it. must be something wrong with my computer.

5:32 AM
transience said...

i would never punt you, neel. you know that.

8:18 AM
Rama The Drama said...

"Damn!I waited three hours for something to happen..and this guy finally says what i want..but in his home?$#@&@!"...Well..that was the coffee-shop owner's grunt you didn't hear ;)

I wonder how you make seemingly mundane events,moments of bliss!

12:37 AM
transience said...

LOL! must've been the coffee.

8:50 AM
Potted-flower said...

Oh good I was freaked out then

4:38 AM
transience said...

oh, no worries. the circus had no missing animals or anything.

10:42 AM
Potted-flower said...

hehe


posted by transience at 11:57 PM on Jul 10, 2005
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Sunday, July 17, 2005

the capitalist vagina monologue
ground control to major tom, your circuit's dead, is something wrong? no, mr. bowie. i've just been on auto-pilot all week. remember that conspiracy of little things i call my life? well, it's been a megalomaniac poo lately. like it is every monday and wednesday, except that it decided to be the same way last tuesday, thursday, friday and the first half of saturday. but enough of that. for now, she has decided that i am worthy to be one of her bridesmaids. that's fine, even if i am a bit a suspicious about marriage. what makes me want to bawl my eyes out is her choice of motif, which, i have been assured, is a go—whatever happens. apple green and magenta. don't ask. please don't ask. i have smiled and nodded my head and said yesverynicethankyou. but on that fateful day she walks down the aisle with a trail of fruit-punch miscreations before her, i will be a friend. i will glow and glide in a dress useful only as dada—like there was nothing on this earth i would rather be doing. incidentally, if i ever got married (insert big haha here), it would be a black tie event. everyone would get away with wearing black, looking fabulous, getting drunk on champagne, reading eccentric poetry to each other and using polysyllables. my groom and i would show up for the whole of two minutes then disappear like a polite host and hostess should. after all, a perfect party should run itself. and yes, the alfa romeo has new shocks now. we have a steady ride. but i'm still thankful for that day the shocks gave out. he and i got to make out inside the car at the back of the huge towing truck as it inched along the city's main thoroughfare. i have reason to believe that some truckers pulling the night shift enjoyed our pg-13 fun. it was all good, though. after all, murphy's law dictates that car trouble is a prerequisite to celebrating one's inner vanilla porn. yesterday, i got turquoise garters against my better judgement. more faerie nymph than playboy, with lots of embroidered flowers around the hips. sadly, the shops didn't carry any thigh-highs i liked, so expect some moodiness for the next few days. note to self, lingerie is always a good investment provided that no marauding forces manhandle the assets and tear the exorbitantly priced lace. this morning, the park was good for walking. i will probably indulge in more induced sweating (they call it exercise, apparently) soon. though i have yet to get over the feeling that sporty attire makes me feel like i am in costume. and that there is a curtain call at the end of all that strange human moist. true, i miss certain people, but some of them are just too destructive to keep around. i may be a sweetheart, but i do believe that their heads look better on my wall than on their own shoulders. because i am sentimental like that. because a woman's affections are not to be trifled with. and though i've slept most of the day away, i can't wait to go back to bed in a few minutes. planet earth is blue and there's nothing i can do. right on, mr. bowie. writing under the influence of amaretto is highly recommended. tonight i'll be putting the machine on. so just leave a message after the beep.

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transience said...

beep.

12:57 AM
finnegan said...

well trans, you're standing over my head, and I've gotta admit I love looking up your dress. i'll just ogle your turquoise garters till all the tourists get here---no manhandling the lace, i promise.

1:23 AM
ty bluesmith said...

[sigh]

2:27 AM
Perfect Virgo said...

I am trying to remember the last time I trifled with a woman's affections, (oh yes I remember, that would have been Tuesday!) Only kidding Trans, pick up if you're there...

3:37 AM
SafeTinspector said...

Take your protein pill.
That was my favorite line in that song.
Y'know, science fiction PROMISED me I could vacation on the moon and eat a meal by taking a pill.

But I must say it never promised I'd be reading stuff like this. Very nice, indeed.

Thanks, science fiction!

3:41 AM
trine said...

You wedding sounds cool. We had lots of champagne but I wore white. I looked fab, not traditional, you knew who was the bride, but my did I look FAB. It was the best day ever. Me, the groom, our daughter, best man, my best woman (equality has got further in norway and we have best woman AND man!) and the best man's girlfriend, LOTS of sushi, champagne, and hot hot sunshine. ah, one year ago on wednesday! so feeling a bit romantinc this week... ;-)

4:16 AM
Jennynyc said...

Weddings are so expensive. Nice writing as usual.

4:47 AM
rolly said...

Space Oddity, isn't it?

"This is Major Tom to Ground Control/I'm stepping through the door/And I'm floating in a most a peculiar way/And the stars look very different today"

That's how I felt after reading your post, Trans :-)

5:36 AM
Jax said...

this was the most fun piece you've written in a while :P I love even the tiniest glimpse of people like yourself (well, people -something- like yourself) drunk. Its a treat.

7:21 AM
transience said...

finnegan >> i don't mean to be rude. but did we ever date at some point in our lives? because i really don't remember. heh.

ty >> [iadoreyourblueeyes]

perfect virgo >> hello?

safetinspector >> and the papers want to know whose shirts you wear. that was my favorite line.

trine >> aaawwww. that sounds so sweet. and in norway, too!

jennynyc >> thanks, you.

rolly >> yes, you got it. and i think i was supposed to insert "and the stars look very different today" somewhere in the post but when i looked up, there were no stars.

jax >> hee. i wasn't drunk though. just a bit chatty.

8:36 AM
grumblefish said...

I've got to hand it to you transience, you're a person with an acute understanding of the risk and reward system...turquoise garters, eh? What about collateral damage, say, a pull in the silk or fishnets. Surely a guy wouldn't be trivially hung for such an offense? Would you mete out some alternative form of retribution?

Thanks for your visit and kind remarks- I'll
be looking for you, as well as at you.

8:47 AM
stella said...

manhandling lingere? gasp. although that may be a good thing in a passion over lace sort of way. well, it depends more on the type of lace and the guy, come to think of it. =)

turquoise garter though would be something i'd fancy. maybe with faux jewels and gems added for fun.

btw, this post pulls at every one of my heart strings!

9:42 AM
karma said...

we will sit in our tin cans far above the world and watch it go by. do they also tell you what colour lingerie to wear?

9:42 AM
milktea said...

"but i do believe that their heads look better on my wall than on their own shoulders.."

hihih. there are certain people i'd rather not put in my wall.

10:02 AM
Pezgirl said...

I love your 'wedding' plans! I want my wedding like that too :)

10:58 AM
grumblefish said...

stella brings up rather important sartorial observations, which I confess had completely
eluded me. There's really no restriction on
ornaments (though they may be redundant) or
helpful features, such as dual parachute release handles or whimsical Olive Oyl battery-operated night light, to aid anxious guests and such. That would prevent certain types of accidents from occuring, where ambient lighting might be limited. That sounds awfully helpful-I'm sure you'd get favorable remarks for thoughtfulness!

11:11 AM
transience said...

grumblefish >> i would have to think over the retribution part. i like balancing pleasure with pain. wouldn't want to be too cruel.

stella >> we have the same tastes, you see. the garters are too adorable and i was smiling like a little girl when i tried them on. the flowers made the whole ensemble look sooooo pretty. i really wouldn't want anybody to manhandle anything this pretty.

karma >> there was a little number in pink, i think. but i chose the turquoise because i am partial to the color. matches my jeweled navel ring, too.

milktea >> not if you weren't the hunter-type, i agree. antlers are not required on my heads.

pezgirl >> LOL! copy away. no wedding bells for me any time soon (ever).

grumblefish again >> that's my girl, stella. she's brilliant. and i am still thinking over the retribution part.

11:16 AM
bullish1974 said...

apple green dresses are hot.

kidding.

jesus. wearing that would be excruciating. send pictures, please. LOL!

12:25 PM
transience said...

mike, i am hating you so much right now that my knees ache. how dare you laugh at my pain.

12:42 PM
Carrie said...

my dear lady......being a bridesmaid sucks...but not more than being a bride.....so whilst prancing around in the gettup, thank your lucky stars that you do not have to say "I DO"....for it's those two words that define the rest of the wicked years that follow.......yes, i have a very negative outlook on marriage. sigh....as Ty said..and I too adore his Baby Blues...so sexy! ;)

hang in there....lovely post btw.

12:50 PM
transience said...

well, that's true. like in a funeral, i'm just glad i'm not the guest of honor.

1:06 PM
gulnaz said...

:) wow this was fun reading!! really liked the turqioise garters with flowers, soo pretty!!!
where else will i find alfa romeos, flower-studded garters, murphy on vanilla porn and a wedding with bridesmaids in apple-green, all together??? :))
this one had me smiling long after i read it...i read it first, earlier in the morning today.

3:08 PM
kramer said...

i read the word, "garter" and i got all too kinky.

man, i need to stop this.

hehehe!

5:02 PM
wala said...

very colorful post (apple green. magenta. black. turquoise. blue.)... a rainbow on acid, almost. the marxist-lenninist vagina monologue probably only comes in a drab gray. i like polysyllables very much. you're yummy.

6:02 PM
bullish1974 said...

hahaha! pardon my insensitivity. i know it's going to be painful and all wearing apple green/magenta dress/gown. it's just that, thinking about it makes me, uhm, a wee bit, uhm, insensitive.

ok, a thousand apologies. feeling better? :)

6:51 PM
snst_blvd said...

trans, did you skip your medications again? =)

6:53 PM
. : A : . said...

"because a woman's affections are not to be trifled with."

Beautiful line here.

7:48 PM
justrose said...

i'm with you on that, lingerie is always a good investment. yet there is nothing quite so arresting as the sound of tearing exorbitantly-priced lace. and if i get a run in a brand- new seamed thigh-high (which are as sheer as dreams)-- moodiness ensues. ;)

8:17 PM
Sara said...

that is going to be a LOUD wedding. i like your idea of bride and groom stopping by the festivities for only a few minutes. weddings are strange to me in the same way as the wearing of sporty clothing you mention.

i've been listening to that bowie song a lot lately. for whatever reason. it recurs in my short story life. i don't know why.

9:47 PM
RuKsaK said...

I adore amaretto and especially the way you slip it into your work of art.

9:53 PM
I.:.S.:. said...

"mike, i am hating you so much right now that my knees ache. how dare you laugh at my pain."

Surely that's not a message to me, is it? I haven't been laughing at anyone...

I'm glad you mentioned Major Tom 'cause you know his saga continues in another song...

"Do you remember a guy that's been in such an early song?
I heard a rumour from ground control
Oh no, don't say it's true...
They got a message from the action man:
I'm happy, hope you're happy too...

I've loved all, I've needed love,
sordid details following...

The shrieking of nothing is killing
Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis
And I ain't got no money and I ain't got no head
And I'm hoping to kick but the planet is glowing... a-glow glow...
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky,
We know Major Tom's a junky,
Strung out on heaven's high
Hitting an all time low...

Time and again I tell myself
I'll stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh no, not again
I'm stuck with a valuable friend
I'm happy, hope you're happy too..."

The last line expresses my deeply-held sentiment towards you... Trust all well, best wishes and much warmth from your real spiritual birth-place...

10:22 PM
Lohfe said...

God bless you for being such a sweetheart.

I mean those turquoise and apple green and magenta...

Must hurt. All that colour.

10:54 PM
ennui said...

hmm... haven't seen u in lingerie though i've seen a more modest yet vulnerable glimpse of u in a nice loose shirt though and ur hair was in a pony tail when u opened the door. i'll never forget what i saw that day ... ;)

11:57 PM
jonny ragel said...

ha. where do we start? bowie is always good. very good. especially that 70s stuff. I especially like the 'marauding forces' (heh) and the 'heads better on my wall' lines. classic transience. and the 'curtain call'----did you REALLY say 'all that human moist'? ooooh. nice. I love it when you drink. seriously.

and by 'costume', do you mean a pink jumpsuit and a fiesty poodle? I didn't think so...

always a pleasure...

1:02 AM
Lorena said...

hi transience, i'm so glad that although i don't know you in person i still get to share in your VERY interesting thoughts. "heads on the wall" funny :)
can i be invited to your wedding??!!
you are wild and i hope your moodiness fades in the next few days!

give me a call whenever you get a chance, ok? goodbye :)

2:25 AM
Benjamin said...

'it was all good, though'. ah...! keep walking in the park. keep writing. x

4:21 AM
Blog ho said...

yesverynicethankyou.com

5:02 AM
Blog ho said...

because...everything is .com

5:02 AM
gusgreeper said...

RAD. this was awesome

i miss certain people, but some of them are just too destructive to keep around. i may be a sweetheart, but i do believe that their heads look better on my wall than on their own shoulders.

this was the best SO going through this right now.

5:24 AM
Jay said...

Apple green and magenta? Ouch. What is it about getting married that makes a woman do cruel things to her best friends?

7:21 AM
ninjato said...

Planet Earth Is Blue And There's Nothing I Can Do, best line for me...Hmmm sounds familiar...now where have I heard that before (hehe insert smug grin once more)...You're never gonna put down that CD are ya? As for the post, it seems that you are rambling...methinks you need coffee...or a long vacation...or maybe even both...

7:51 AM
Sarah said...

ok.. previous comment didn't work. for whatever reason..

i hope snowflake is OK.

lingerie is wasted on some.. joshua included, he's a bit too.. eager.

7:51 AM
Sarah said...

and i was going to say something extremely crass, but i forgot.

=( colour me disappointed.

(in myself of course)

7:53 AM
Aleksu said...

As long as I remove the lingerie with my fingers it is all good.

But I can not be blamed if my teeth are in charge of defeating that last outpost.

7:58 AM
jey said...

i have yet to get drunk on champagne.:)

8:03 AM
DLAK said...

lol, I was having a bad day now I have a smile. Thank you T

8:44 AM
transience said...

gulnaz >> it was great reading that i made you smile. i love amusing people on mondays.

kramer >> i hope you didn't hurt yourself. LOL!

monster spank >> i've tasted them, too. they're like italian herbs on pasta. you are yummier!

bullish1974 >> fine, i forgive you. and i'll have you know that i will make that dress look like it was a million dollars. just to annoy you. deal?

sunset eyes >> no, dear. just my peace of mind.

.:a:. >> i hope you never get to experience trifling.

justrose >> oh, we would have a grand time shopping together.

sara >> maybe it's an omen of mauve frogs raining down on me? oh, how i hope so. i need some cheering up lately.

RuKsaK >> this piece of crap was churned out by a very flappy cunt at the time. but thanks for being so considerate. you will always be top of the pops.

mike >> no, no. that comment was meant for mike/bullish1974 up on there. i would never hate you. unless you were secretly laughing at the dress, too.

and thanks for that last line. it meant a lot.

lohfe >> only the apple green and magenta hurt.

ennui >> i cannot believe you brought that up! grrrrr.

johnny >> and i didn't even snog a girl. like i did the last time i drank. hahaha!

lorena >> for you, i'd pick up the phone. =)

benjamin >> thanks, you. i will.

blog ho >> LOL! bastard.

corinna >> i'm sure you have your choice of heads on your wall.

jay >> and the pain is not going to stop for a very long time.

ninjato >> listening to that cd will be my greatest tribute to you. be absurdly flattered. incidentally, i've been listening to my dad's bossa nova, too. just so your ego won't reach epic proportions. and of course i was rambling. a monologuing vagina always rambles.

sarah >> snowflake is okay. just ragged around the edges. and no worries, i think i got exactly what you wanted to say without you saying it. we're tight like that.

blex >> please, no teeth. no sharp edges allowed. respect the lace.

jey >> try amaretto. =)

8:44 AM
transience said...

dlak, i almost missed you. you're extremely welcome.

8:45 AM
Anonymous said...

apple green and magenta? that must have been a kaleidoscope feast for the eyes.

i think one of my biggest worries is finding the motif for my wedding. chocolate pink? i dare not. have to find the groom first.

--hera

9:09 AM
transience said...

that will be a kaleidoscope feast for the eyes, you mean. the wedding's in december. do you pray?

1:23 PM
The Flea said...

My oh my . . . I venture here with joy, every time, without doubts. And I'm never disappointed. I swallow and re-read. I smile and re-read. And upon each reading, more beauty, more subtlety, more panache and more style seeps into my corneas and into my muddy little pea-brain.

I take off my hat and bow to you.

2:55 PM
slim whale said...

you are simply inspiring! the first thing i'll do tonight is buy an apple green, lace briefs with little magenta and turquoise butterflies and flowers on the crotch. oh, that would be so hot.

3:52 PM
transience said...

flea >> you are too kind. i would take you home with me. and your brain is not muddy. just look at my boots. see? clean as a whistle.

slim whale >> yeah, baby. that's hot.

5:16 PM
finnegan said...

I was hoping you'd be rude; Do you by chance have any latex clothing?

I think we've dated in the past. Yes I'm sure of it. In fact, I've think I've still got the wedding certificate stashed in the same box with your garters.

8:12 PM
finnegan said...

grumblefish, I guess I'm reading too much into this line of your?: Surely a guy wouldn't be trivially hung for such an offense?

I know it's innocent, but no matter. I'm gonna use "trivially" as an adverb of degree to counter the more frequently used "well".

8:19 PM
anumita said...

I dont know whether I left a comment before when I read this but I read it again and went "wow! this is the stuff writers are made of!!"
By the way, caught the play?

8:35 PM
transience said...

finnegan >> sorry, no latex clothing. and i highly doubt we were ever married. i have an aversion to the i dos. and well hung? LOL!

anumita >> thanks very much, you. and i read parts and parts of the book but never caught the play. pity.

8:41 PM
Corsarius said...

damn damn damn. this was wonderful. very. i love one-paragraph pieces which read like poetry, dearie :D btw, apple green and magenta looks like UP turned all funky.

10:22 PM
Muss said...

The turquoise sounds wonderful ...
I am also currently a bridesmaid with the nod, nod, yes yes but I think, even though I love her, I may have gotten out of it because of technical difficulties. I have 2 chocolate brown dresses to choose from to wear, with turquoise accents and the most perfect shoes ...

12:03 AM
Aleksu said...

Oh I see, you prefer Bertsolari Blex ot Aizkolari Blex.

The lace is safe, but once removed...

8:12 AM
transience said...

corsarius >> god, you are such a sweetie. i mean, dearie. god. and i agree the color combination is funky. but please, not on a bridesmaid dress.

muss >> you sound like the lucky type of gal. wanna swap?

blex >> i have no problems with what happens after the lace is removed...however, it's enjoyable to keep the lace on.

12:54 PM
JErm said...

i'm all for apple green

1:54 PM
transience said...

oh, it suits you.

11:00 AM
Kathleen said...

weddings? those kinds of things seem very far away... especially ones involving magenta and apple green (hehe). Good luck with it all--auto-pilot weeks are very familiar to me.

1:37 AM
transience said...

i don't believe i will ever get married. that said, i will probably just struggle through the auto-pilot days.

Tuesday, July 19, 2005
that full petal jacket
is beautiful, he says. but take it off. i want to see your shoulders.

his affection is straightforward like that. but i like teasing him and toying with him until he says, oh, just take it off, will you? or do you want me to do it for you?

so many questions, so little time.

perhaps we can ravish each other with our tender tales of conquest. tell me about that girl whose legs you were admiring a while ago. and i'll tell you about the boy i've been playing emails with.

little minx. you have yourself a deal.

my affection is coquettish like that. served warm and with butter on the side, if one is so inclined. this is love du jour, baby. prepared special only today.

but no matter how many lovers we've playfully, hypothetically taken against the pillows, we wake up to each other, don't we? the real, heady taste of love. sleep-heavy bodies. throats parched with lust. slumber marks on our cheeks. annoying disappearances of particular pieces of clothing. and i can't believe you kicked my white slip under the bed. where is my black sock? what sock? what? what's that there? we'd both like to speak to wardrobe, please.

suddenly he says, let me tell you something. what you don't realize, and i tell you this as a friend, is if some people don't want to be loved, it's their problem, not yours. you can tell them to piss off or to quit their crock of shit—preferably, the second. or you can go all diplomatic and give them the long and short of a goodbye. or do a troika and say all three. you're slick like that.

i laugh.

i love you, i say. which translates to four syllables in my native language. lovely person, you are. you may have stopped reading my words, but you have never stopped reading me.

i adore that we are friends. i adore that we can fuck like enamored strangers who locked eyes in a bar just two hours before. i adore that there is nothing between you and me but skin. and maybe now, this full petal jacket.

and why in the name of all that is holy is that still on you? that is a serious question, he says. because it is the last piece of old nostalgia i hold dear. and because, mother of all oddities, i will wear it to keep warm before slipping naked into a cold bed. not everything has to make sense.

he laughs.

how strange, this love. this that almost always comes with a hint of self-delusion. this that comes with a warm male hand and fingers that tickle-trickle.

right. where. it. aches.

minx, he says. that's what you get for making me feel this way. now take it off. i want to see your shoulders.

ouch. that was hot.

and before i forget, i said i love you not like i meant it. but because i meant it.

| o^o |117 kph |

Sk8RN said...

What a wonderful, lovely piece. I can totally relate to this sense of your lover as your best friend and an insatiable desire for one another.

"i adore that we are friends. i adore that we can fuck like enamored strangers who locked eyes in a bar just two hours before." And that last line about saying you love him because you mean it. Brilliant writing. I want to print this one out and frame it to re-read again and again.

4:51 PM
Abster said...

Loooove it. Tee-hee-hee... Isn't it so nice how lovers can also have that buddy-buddy kind of relationship. You're so cute.

5:24 PM
Fist said...

By full petal jacket, I first thought you meant the cunt enclosing the cock. I'm afraid I got the giggles so bad I fell off my chair.

5:45 PM
trine said...

it's our wedding anniversary tomorrow and this SO put me in the mood to write something beautiful to my husband..

been tryinig to wokr out which is your native language?

6:13 PM
grumblefish said...

Indeed, transience, this vignette's got more than a slight taste of "American Gothic", gone slightly awry. Potential Christmas card
material? Never mind the slip and the socks, what became of your garter belt?

6:15 PM
transience said...

Sk8RN >> wow, thanks. it's a parody of sorts. there are some inside jokes on there but the stylized details are all mine.

abster >> heh. yeah, we get along famously that way.

fist >> LOL! you are such a big, fat, hairy cunt. classically flappy like a full petal jacket. i hope that when you fell you did not hurt yourself overly much.

trine >> happy anniversary! so nice to inspire you. hope you write something better than this, though. heh.

grumblefish >> grant wood, eh? i kind of like that idea given the parody of the piece. and yes, i am all for awry but not for gothic. for some strange reason.

and yes, the garters. that story unfolds (hopefully) on sunday. are you all agog?

8:19 PM
Spicy Cauldron said...

Completely agog. Your writing always has this damn fine elusive, light, intangible whisper about it: like a pure, linen-coloured butterfly flickering over your eyelids as you read... Quite enchanting. Have you ever thought of turning your words to a story set in the land of Faery? I just think you could do something wonderful in descriptions of that kind of fantastical landscape because you're so good at making the real world reflect magic in what you post here. x

8:38 PM
hera said...

this post is quite a coincident for me. last year, at the same date, i had my first ex. and i'm thinking of writing something. there could be the playful banters, some occasions when i stick out my tounge and say bleh! but i'm afraid never the "i love you" in our native language.

8:42 PM
BlackOps said...

Very poetic, Very nice....is this a personal account?

9:11 PM
nin said...

wonderful piece....

9:16 PM
snst_blvd said...

i don't know if im allowed to read that. lol =)

9:59 PM
sasfdasfdljkfksdjkfjsd said...

of course I could go on about your genius, but I don't want to pander. I wanna steal

right.where.it.aches.

and maybe some other parts for a song, though. Whaddya think?

10:02 PM
Fist said...

It was a metaphorical fall. Often with outrageous statements, they become funnier and less brutal with a softening context - like a rifle wrapped up in a full petal jacket, if you like.

10:09 PM
Corsarius said...

mmm. lovely yet still erotic. er, enough of me pointing that out. :p

y'know, it's actually harder for me to say "i love you" in filipino/tagalog than in English. elvish, maybe :D

you can guess which lines made me drool, LOL!

10:28 PM
Jax said...

Ooohhhh JUST you WAIT until I find myself a woman. I will make you CRY and beg and plead with what I write because reciprocity is only fair.

Dammit!

10:28 PM
Fist said...

Elvish is a fictional mixture of Welsh and Finnish, as it appears in the works of JRR Tolkein, such as "Lord of the Rings: The Two Flowers," incidentally.

10:32 PM
ennui said...

Hah! Just as I suspected ...

10:52 PM
Kerouaced said...

Wow, you really hit your stride with this one. I'm impressed. I particularly liked the last lines. So good...

10:54 PM
Jaxe said...

Hi Trans! This is the first time I've been here and WOW! Great piece of work. I enjoy the brutal honesty and the way you juxtapose beauty with raw unbridled instincts! Ahhh, this is soooo good (and even tickles a few spots in my memory).

11:17 PM
rolly said...

"i adore that we are friends. i adore that we can fuck like enamored strangers who locked eyes in a bar just two hours before. i adore that there is nothing between you and me but skin. and maybe now, this full petal jacket."

Such a lovely image these words portray in my mind. Now, when will I ever find a friend like that? haha

11:43 PM
grumblefish said...

At least 70%, I'd say. I had planned some nocturnal amusements, including a Dutch-rules Roly-Poly marathon. These could be rescheduled, or perhaps your chronicles could provide some halftime pageantry.

11:45 PM
North said...

suddenly i feel need a 'friend' right now.

12:09 AM
Benjamin said...

now that's all good. oh and you do write beautifully, btw.

12:30 AM
Anonymous said...

Perhaps its time i should rethink what it's all about, eventually. right now, i find all these emotions i might be feeling over-rated...

1:04 AM
I.:.S.:. said...

Where could be from? Four syllables - that makes it pretty explicit. Ich liebe Dich - four syllables. Eu te amo - four syllables. Te quiero - four syllables. I wonder how many syllables I love you has in umm dunno, maybe filipino erroneously sometimes called tagalog?

Eight syllables in one of my native languages and three or four in most of my other languages so figure it out from there.

Warmest regards as always, from England's green and pleasant land indeed... Language is the only homeland & yours is beautiful.

1:29 AM
I.:.S.:. said...

That should be Tolkien, fist, forgive the um pedantry, I know you'd never indulge in such.

A mixture of Welsh and Finnish??

But now that you mention it, yes, Tolkien did plunder Finnish mythology a bit... Iluvatar / Ilmatar, never occurred to me before...

1:34 AM
I.:.S.:. said...

This apropos Finnish and Nordic influences on Tolkien, for the idle (I didn't bring up the subject).

1:49 AM
EGO SVM CAROLVS said...

I prefer the minty fresh ones. Great post! :)

1:59 AM
gusgreeper said...

great post my lovely! you are a very lucky woman!

2:39 AM
stella said...

damn woman. that last line was the all-time punchlines of love. thanks for saying it.

2:46 AM
Sarah said...

this is the place.. that i live. i'm so happy that you live there too.

3:07 AM
Sarah said...

oh and fist..
you fucking ninja you.

3:08 AM
Fist said...

I'm a ninja? How on earth did you know about that?

Have no idea how you spell Talkyne's name, and frankly couldn't care less. What does it matter, eh? Really?

4:55 AM
Sarah said...

fist.. you forget yourself. you told me a lot. =)

5:07 AM
Fist said...

I forget almost everything. Batted my memory in with drugs during youth, and it's never been the same since. Well, not even the same. It's just never *been* since.

5:09 AM
Kunstemæcker said...

Simply wonderful. Wish there more women, no let me rephrase that: I wish there was one woman like you living over here.

I want to comment more but I won't.

5:37 AM
Fist said...

You think Bjork would puke *your* cum, huh. Nice, real nice.

6:48 AM
Carrie said...

this just makes me want to curl up in bed with a warm body, naked and under some cool cotton sheets.

one of the best feelings in the world, especially if it's shared with someone you love and can fuck, but walk away and lead separate lives as well.

nice, very nice. ;)

ps I have someone who calls me minx too! very cute! cheers hon.

7:30 AM
Ostrich said...

Ahhh, very sexy, very sweet. That's what i've been missing the last couple of days. Well i'm back and glad to be. This is Excellent as usual.

7:37 AM
Aleksu said...

The best title ever, I bow to you crafter of words, goddess of inspiration.

And that was just the appetizer.

Then you regaled us with tantalizing flavors throughout the entire post.

Thanks, and bon appetite.

8:07 AM
karma said...

the nicest part about wearing nice clothes is taking them off. no, having them taken off ... :))

8:48 AM
Rex Venom said...

Minx!!
Rock on!

10:02 AM
milktea said...

lovely. just lovely.

minx, how can you make such wonderful entry out of a full petal jacket? next time start from a paper clip. I bet you can make something out of it too. :)

10:28 AM
mariposatomica said...

You have such a wonderful way with words. Every word seems carefully stitched to the next. Lovely indeed.

10:42 AM
ty bluesmith said...

my gawd. get comments much? seems everyone is playing emails these days.

that's one lucky boy.

the bastard.

[i'msofuckingjealous,YO.]

10:56 AM
Benjamin said...

and, like a song i can't stop playing, i come back to read this post one last time before i go to sleep...

12:17 PM
JErm said...

you live in a dream world baby, or at least one close to a dream world. it's more like hell on this side. coming here is like getting a nice cold shower everytime! :)

2:09 PM
anumita said...

This is lovely. It sets the mood too. Light hearted laughter, a little banter and all that makes one want to be in the midst of it all!

2:12 PM
slim whale said...

darn, this post only makes my pain more unbearable...

I should not read you until after I’m done stitching my wound.

beautiful post, though.

3:07 PM
Curator said...

You have to live a little every now and then.

3:11 PM
jey said...

when has love never been strange?

4:24 PM
gulnaz said...

you are a goddess of gossamer erotica! i loved reading it!! you spin such a delicate, naughty tale of love interspersed with nuggets of love and truth and all set to the scent of the flowery meadows! there is springtime in this and i love it.

i like the part about being freinds and lovers and the teasing and the line. right. where. it aches. its a stroke of genius!!

6:43 PM
Anil said...

you have talked about love the way I want it...I envy you in a way...but more than that I love the way you have put this down in words...your 'stylistic details' as you put it were wonderful..lending the right warmth to your playful and naughty tone...

7:06 PM
Sara said...

this one has many layers of relationship, which became much more apparent the second time i read it, complicating things richly into that place where things indeed do not have to make sense. and that's just the way it is. buzzing with dichotomies and their centers. nicely done.

7:42 PM
sal said...

Minx. Grin. I liked it. Enjoyed reading it twice. Cool shit, I say.

10:32 PM
RuKsaK said...

You get 50-odd comments in a day, because this is literature splashing before our eyes. I love it - it's sensual, evocative, warm and so bloody right now.

The thing with visiting this place is that is like watching an artist at work - don't try to tell me you use a keyboard, dictionary or grammar. With you it's all brushes, strokes and masterpieces.

There, that said - I may retire from commenting here as my dirge is no match for your beauty. Basically.

11:40 PM
naridu said...

I do admire your choice of words.

11:54 PM
Lorena said...

always, always amazing :) this should be a short film and it was in my head as i read it. i love the dialogue. it's so tender and flirtatious.

"real, heady taste of love"
you've captured so well.
thanks transience for such sensual reading this morning :)

12:11 AM
madgirl said...

loved this :)

and
found so many pieces of my own
dearest-love
in what you wrote
and
it feels good
cuz
its nice
bein healthy that way :)

thanks for remindin me eh?
((((u))))

2:13 AM
bullish1974 said...

now it's me who's hating you so much right now because you write so damn well.

now i want that full petal jacket all to myself.

now.

3:00 AM
Mere Existence said...

I wish I got love letters like this.

4:33 AM
justrose said...

i like the last lines. thought-provoking. nice.

4:33 AM
Blog ho said...

ahhh, that is peace.

5:36 AM
jenn see said...

a cascade of images falling through my head...you're so good for that.

5:48 AM
Cindy-Lou said...

That was so awesome.

9:49 AM
transience said...

hey, guys. sorry for lagging far behind the interesting, twisting turns these comment threads have taken. i've just been asked to work on a new pull-out advertorial after indulging the powers-that-be with a double-spread advertorial just a few days ago. damn crappy deadlines. and this is how i fuck the system in the arse--use office internet to reply to comments. ha! take that, bureacracy.

spicy cauldron >> thanks, andy. i've always wanted to go land-of-faery. i just need to tweak my butterfly wings and shed this old adage of a corporate identity to pursue full-time faery writing. thanks for the support. that means a lot.

hera >> i've said those two words to only one person so far. that has got to mean something, right?

blackops >> yes, it's a personal account. all my posts are personal, except for those demeaning stabs at literary genius, which include my experimental prose and narcissistic poetry. this particular piece, like i told Sk8RN above, is a parody, representation-wise. but the bits and pieces of conversation plus the missing slip and sock are all true.

avik >> thanks.

sunset eyes >> consider this a free lesson. =)

ray ray >> actually, that kind of misplaced punctuation works. with. anything. just completely abuse the periods and you're. good. to. go. what kind of song were you considering, btw?

fist >> metaphorical falls often accompany your sense of humor. the kind that induces some people to resort to random insults. it's that kind of heartwarming, don't you think?

corsarius >> i keep on tickling that part of you, don't i? LOL! and yes, it is harder to say i love you that way, isn't it? how odd. is elvish even valid nowadays?

jax >> oh, i can be extremely patient. but only because i have to wait a while.

fist again >> the two flowers were rose and azalea. incidentally.

ennui >> i don't get it.

kerouaced >> thanks, man. it was a post that sort of just wrote itself. the best kind, in my opinion.

jaxe >> hello! glad you enjoyed the post. with regards to the brutal honesty, maybe it was brought about by the fact that this was inspired by a real experience. as for the instincts, i am almost always unbridled. except on mondays.

rolly >> i try to be friends before i fuck. but that's just me.

grumblefish >> i demand the other 30 percent. please reschedule.

skeet >> i'm sure there's someone lurking about.

benjamin >> thank you.

anonymous >> monster spank, i wouldn't overrate your feelings. i would give them a 6.0, the cherished mark of skating perfection.

mike >> oh, you're good. or at least your memory is. i suppose i could just use the standard three-word, three-syllable english expression on you. you'd get it straight away.

and don't mind fist. i keep him on a leash.

carolvs >> minty fresh! me, too!

corinna >> i count my blessings.

stella >> you can use it on any tom, dick and harry you fancy. i don't mind.

sarah >> i'd toast you.

fist yet again >> talkyne is fist-speak for tolkien. he was a ninja who gave up full-time ninja-ing to write. like you.

sarah again >> funny. i have the same complaint. i should start siphoning.

fist is on a roll >> never *been* eh? see? you asked me once if you were ever all three (i.e. genius, hysterical, cunt-y all in one) and this is one of those times.

kunstemaecker >> what does one say to that? thank you.

fist for the last time >> good lord. you have a way of just whoring yourself all over after being MIA, don't you? and bjork doesn't puke cum. neither do i.

mitzzee >> minx, you get me. that's so cool.

ostrich >> i'm glad you're back, too. hope you're feeling healthier and happier.

blex >> thank you. i agree, the title is priceless. *wink*

karma >> and we wonder why we spend so much on clothes, heh.

rex venom >> i am.

milktea >> well, minx, i will try to do my best with the paper clip. i have something in mind right about now.

mariposatomica >> thanks very much. incidentally, i know how to sew. heh.

ty >> who else plays emails? and the boy and i are both lucky.

[butyouaretoo,YO.]

benjamin again >> wow. didn't realize you'd be back so soon. sleep well, dream sweet.

JErm >> so you like cold showers?

anumita >> oohhh, so you're a voyeur, too? LOL!

slim whale >> dear, i come with a disclaimer. that shit isn't my fault. but thanks for the kind words.

curator >> i do try.

jey >> when it's with somebody perfect.

gulnaz >> gossamer erotica. that was so lovely. thank you. i think you pretty much summed up all my tinkerbell tendencies.

anil >> the right mix of naughty and nice, i hope?

sara >> i find that the dichotomies croak, too.

the woman >> that was awesome. kudos to you.

RuKsaK >> ouch. that was hot.

naridu >> hey, thanks very much. i don't remember if i've seen you around before, but thanks for dropping by my space.

wait. i know you from jax's space! am i right?

lorena >> i was thinking about a short film in my head, too, as i wrote it. but everything was in slow motion black and white. which probably why it was a black sock and a white slip.

maddy >> ((((u))))

just the way you like them.

bullish1974 >> be careful, mike. that full petal jacket is a pun for something much more controversial. hehe. he's gonna be jealous.

mere existence >> i could write you one. for a fee.

justrose >> last line was a killer for me, too.

blog ho >> rest in...?

jenn see >> glad you liked it. and after reading harry potter, even.

cindy- lou >> thanks for reading right to the end.

10:44 AM
grumblefish said...

Alas, we live in such fickle times. The mere whisper of a "Catherine the Great"
farewell festival (somewhere up north), and it's adios, muchachas y muchachos. May the hairs on their hindquarters sharpen to hooks! In the meantime, here's this lovely treatise, scrawled in lipstick and various...ah... substances, bringing an eager readership to a rolling boil. Just remember that Marie Antoinette's heart was in the right place, but never try to palm off cake, when the masses are rioting for pie.
As for me, I prefer to wait solemnly for the hiss of silk on silk.

12:17 PM
Lavinia said...

Such beautiful work here, keep it up.

I love your profile pic, Bjork is a goddess.

2:53 PM
john said...

your place is so peaceful, girl. makes me wonder why i don't come here more often. been busy. i do appreciate this... all this.

will lurk around and comment here and there.

PS
adverts - ewww.

3:02 PM
yvaine said...

Beautiful beautiful amazing piece you have here. I enjoyed every word, relished every moment in your story.

If only I was just as lucky, and if only I had someone who desired a full petal jacket off of me.

3:04 PM
wala said...

reconsideration of current emotional patterns being processed. thanks, i must take up skating one day.

4:19 PM
Fist said...

Think I'll call it a day on this one ;)

5:30 PM
slither dude said...

friends who can fuck like strangers? something about that rams my heart ;p

8:33 PM
Ram said...

i said i love you not like i meant it. but because i meant it.

nice wrap up to your sensual words.. pretty much sums up..

first time on to your blog transience and its amazing..

10:55 PM
De.vile said...

he did this, you did that and then a happy ending in sight, you lift your finger and end it all.

Man, gimme a break. How the Hell do you make me read this?!

If you didnt write this well...

11:09 PM
Anonymous said...

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12:38 AM
stan laurel said...

I love how your write. It is addicting and easy to fall in love with. Perhaps it is the topic. Maybe I am in the mood for a little coquettish prose, who knows?

2:24 AM
I.:.S.:. said...

wish i had more friends like you

4:10 AM
The Fool said...

This made me smile. A knowing smile. Why, I remember 423 years ago when I was doing these very things.

5:25 AM
Perfect Virgo said...

I'm later than Mr Late turning up for The Late Show!

Transience you speak of life and love with the wiles and beguiling knowledge of one who has already trodden this mortal coil a hundred times over. Don't tell me you don't know love, you do...

6:11 AM
transience said...

grumblefish >> i can't be more eloquent than that given that i haven't indulged in my morning cup of coffee and sarcasm. but i promise the hiss of silk on silk on sunday, GMT+8.

lavinia >> bjork is. thanks for driving by.

john >> i hope you are a-okay, my friend. i do look forward to seeing you and slither dude soon.

yvaine >> i'm sure there's someone out there. but his affection just isn't straightforward as of the moment. let's give him more time, shall we?

monster spank >> how freaky that i knew it was you even if you were anonymous. what have you done? skated your way into my head?

fist >> okay. not that it wasn't enjoyably, mind you.

slither dude >> how about lovers that are friends that fuck like strangers? how's that for the ramming?

ram >> thanks very much. glad your first time here was worthwhile.

de.vile >> you know i still love you.

anonymous >> ThAnkS. COmE BACk ANyTImE.

stan laurel >> i would love to delve into your coquettish side.

mike >> i think you already do.

the fool >> how lovely. about 287 years ago, i was a baby in diapers.

perfect virgo >> better late than never. and maybe you're right. maybe i'm learning.

10:31 AM
jonny ragel said...

yum.

and yeah- where is that damn black sock? :)

wonderful pictures are playing on several screens in my mind. in unison.

2:21 PM
Jay said...

You write so well of what is usually left unspoken.

3:30 PM
Pincushion said...

The Minx:The coquette: You've inspired me to be back and I've drawn from the essence and painted you, with a few liberties taken ;)and hey I am back! So check 'you' out in me-blog!

5:02 PM
Neel said...

I agree with Jay. Like sweet nothings, but SO much more!

5:42 PM
Fist said...

Sometimes laughter needs space to fade.

I'm so vain right now.

5:48 PM
bismuth said...

where did we meet again?

6:15 PM
wala said...

mind inline skating.

6:37 PM
Green-Eyed Lady(GEL) said...

Your liquid words trickle and flow cascading into the pools of my soul. I enjoyed how well you wrote sensually without being explicit. You expertly conveyed the mystery and allure of this intimate time.

This is my first time here, although I have seen many of your comments elsewhere in blogland.
I'll return.
SilverMoon aka Green-Eyed Lady (GEL)

3:25 AM
Anonymous said...

I so get you girl! ;) Mitz

3:26 AM
mrsmogul said...

Sexy post! Shoulders ..ah I love mine!

4:05 AM
Potted-flower said...

Uh?...

4:39 AM
Potted-flower said...

oh btw

sorry to leave

potted-flower

4:39 AM
You've Got What I Need... said...

trickle, trickle down your door. very slamtastic, transience.

4:51 AM
Muss said...

Beautiful title. Beautiful writing. Just thought I would tell you that.

6:30 AM
mussolini said...

i'm glad you did not have to lose him (completely).

10:51 AM
transience said...

johnny >> the black sock is somewhere under the slip between the garters. does it count if the sock is still on the foot?

jay >> i like exploring thespacesbetween.

pincushion >> you are all too sweet. i missed you and thanks for that awesome drawing. meow.

neel >> i would have to charge double then, heh.

fist >> i meant enjoyable--not enjoyably)--in my last response to you. and did you just type that sober? LOL!

bismuth >> in college. you were tall and beautiful and willowy. like a muse. you still are all those things now.

monster spank >> wow. thanks for the neon-colored YM trip last night.

gel >> i look forward to the next time. thanks for the kind, kind words. and you must forgive me for my whoring. commenting is a lovely way to talk to my friends.

mitzzee >> ouch. you are smoking.

mrsmogul >> i love mine, too. but that doesn't mean i can't wait to see yours. so...can i?

potted-flower >> i will wait and wait and wait for you. no worries, my dear. be well.

ygwin >> pony, only you could come up with a word like that. i love your shoulders, too, btw.

muss >> thank you. i think the title may have been inspired by a certain pair of panties, too. or something hidden inside it.

mussolini >> i am damn blessed. and i'm going to hell, too.

11:05 AM
IdeaSmith said...

I could die...you are a genius! How could you look deep within and express what you found there, so easily?

2:05 PM
sCruuw said...

Elegantly put! Damn you have skills!

3:21 PM
Gangadhar said...

Amazing post...

5:56 PM
Gangadhar said...

Hey...I made your 100th comment!!looks great!

6:00 PM
sasfdasfdljkfksdjkfjsd said...

it would probly end up being some cheesy love song.

10:18 PM
Srikar said...

beautifully written!

The emotions of the lovers have been capture to its minutest intricasies. Well written!!!!

10:34 PM
. : A : . said...

Nice lines,

"my affection is coquettish like that. served warm and with butter on the side, if one is so inclined. this is love du jour, baby. prepared special only today."

I like the way this speaks unconditionally.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

And perfect lines here,

"and before i forget, i said i love you not like i meant it. but because i meant it."

9:19 AM
what said...

like and because...

sometimes is the only thing.

like, because...

=

1:53 PM
bismuth said...

ah. yes, you were that girl with buns of steel. and a beautiful voice. and who converesed in Irish accent perfectly. and i think you were my first kiss too. hmmmm. didn't realize that until now. so thank you.

5:50 PM
RuKsaK said...

107comments - obscene. Were I not married I'd propose just because of your comment count.

8:45 PM
wala said...

ym again, at random...

10:51 PM
Kathleen said...

"i said i love you not like i meant it. but because i meant it."

seeing things the way you do is an amazing thing... keep writing, living

1:33 AM
finnegan said...

Sheesh Trans, I'm glad I got on your banner list before it passes the Empire State building.

Your comments section is like watching an embryo cell-divide.
More importantly, so is your writing.

"i adore that we are friends. i adore that we can fuck like enamored strangers who locked eyes in a bar just two hours before. i adore that there is nothing between you and me but skin. and maybe now, this full petal jacket."

This is what I tell myself in front of the mirror before a serious masturbation session.

1:43 AM
boudica of suburbia said...

It felt very satisfying, like a heavy meal. I felt content and swollen but there was pain there. Perhaps a little detached, unrealised or just unwanted and hidden. Pain, that is. Just a tinge.

xxB

7:01 AM
Cocaine Jesus said...

there you go again. old flash pants. i'm away for five minutes and look what happens...another delectable piece of pure unadulterated silken erotica. masterful.
i must have read this piece five times in as many minutes.
eroticism without any obivious cliche ridden lines.
oh am i envious.

7:07 PM
jenn see said...

a most unique sort of friend...i wish i knew a person with that sort of understanding...

9:42 AM
kramer said...

i so love this post.


i love this.


i love this.

4:44 PM
transience said...

ideasmith >> maybe because i've been introspecting too much as of late? but thanks for the highly flattering comment.

sCruuw >> hey, baby! you're back and sweet as ever. wow.

gangadhar >> cool! you win a prize for being the hundredth. treat yourself to my archives. heh.

ray ray >> cheesy? i doubt it.

srikar >> thanks. put it down to my stylized details.

.:a:. >> yeah. those were cool.

what >> you have a point there...let me mull it over.

bismuth >> LOL! you're welcome.

RuKsaK >> think of the alimony. and the comment count's beyond 107 now. eep.

monster spank >> you play good YM.

kathleen >> i'm trying my best. you should go do so, too.

finnegan >> haha! how serious is serious?

b >> i have a love-hate relationship with pain. just so you know.

cocaine jesus >> oh my god! back from vacay? did you enjoy yourself? are you back blogging? i missed you!

my apologies for the gushing.

jenn see >> hard to find nowadays, isn't it?

kramer >> very eloquent. thank you.

6:06 PM
sasfdasfdljkfksdjkfjsd said...

you're right, it wouldn't really be cheesy, unless all love songs are. It would be a love song but with a hard edge, kind of like how your story is, soft like a petal but hard like a metal jacket.

6:19 PM
transience said...

that's the best kind.

10:21 PM