The Dance Between Minds
Updated: Feb 10, 2022
This is truly for me,
not for you who read these words
This is my expression
This is my mind
You get to experience it
it was not made for you
It was made just to be made
Because I like it
Nothing to do with you
in this moment,
experiencing what I’m experiencing;
Art for the sake of art,
interpreted through your lens
in brief moments of writing and reading
maybe you are here,
in these moments
A participator in some sort of way,
I’m with you in the future,
as your eyes scan these letters,
and your brain puts them into words,
and words into sentences,
sentences into ideas, concepts and emotions.
you get to experience me.
Maybe more real than I will ever experience it
I will never get to read one of my writings
I’ll never experience my mind except from the inside
and that lens is distorted
Something like the ruler measuring the ruler,
but you get to see it through your own eyes,
with your own mind.
Maybe I’ll have passed when you read this
Maybe I’ll be old and fat
One thing's for sure though,
I will no longer be the person that I am as I write this.
You get to experience me right now.
who I am,
at this exact moment.
in my kitchen,
with the piano playing through my ear buds
My belly full of wine
My bloodstream full of THC
My mind stuck on understanding what creativity is,
where it really comes from,
And on you,
the other mind dancing with mine.
I wish I could ask you,
how does my mind dance?
Do you like it?
then I remember,
these words weren’t intended for you.
They were meant to be the music we would dance to;
and you’d have to dance to it,
as an impulse.
The musician doesn’t compose thinking about how the listener will move their hips to his notes,
for the sake of doing what he loves.
Maybe that's what writing is?
Maybe that’s what sharing a consciousness is about?
The impulses we cause;
and you consume;
is something special.
The dance between two minds.