I think I do those surveys when I'm too lazy to search for something deeper. Yes, they let me write down things that I may not have thought about, creating the illusion of finding hidden treasure as I said, but really I think it's fool's gold. What value are gems of human intellect such as: "You know what? I really like peppermint ice cream."
I'm somehow reminded of Ghost World: "You guys up for some reggae?!"
Lately, a place in my imagination has been haunting me. It's a wide, flat, blue valley surrounded a tall, uniform ridge of mountains, like a prairie-filled crater. This place is somewhere out west, and it's warm there, but the covering of blue from dusk makes everything seem cold and clear. In my mind, it is a place where memories dissolve. It does not resolve memories, but traps them as they are. The memory-saturated air is stifling and cruelly cold. This place could whisper about everything it holds, but instead it remains silent. It frightens me. Thinking about it makes me feel like I'm standing on the edge of a cliff, able to balance thrill, fear, and curiosity for only a minute before I can stand no more and need to retreat to safer ground.
I didn't think about it before, but the song that makes me think of this place most is called "Perfect Disguise." Interesting.
2 comments:
What you say about surveys is so true, but instead of "too lazy..." I think the appeal of surveys like that is when you can't wrap your head around something deeper, you can pin down just exactly what kind of ice-cream is your favorite. And there's something refreshing about that.
And you could use some refreshment if you're otherwise considering a dark, silent valley of dissolving memories. :)
PS I had a typo...
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