Friday, April 18, 2008

Friends of friends

I try not to go there. People say, "You would really like my friend...." And I listen. I wonder. But I don't want to be part of something broader, a web of sorts made of weak linkages.

They can be invaluable. But these associations don't attract me. Smile at all those you meet. Be kind. Yes. But allow time to be demanded of you by others for things outside of your values. No. Time spent on alliances rather than ideas? I'm convinced that I am incapable of such a thing.

And with friends of friends--that's often it. There is this quality about the people you love--your friends--that is absolutely sacred. You pass through each others minds, you walk for hours in silence, you look at some *thing* and simultaneously laugh wildly, or in wide-eyed wonder, or drop tears. You reflect one another. But friends of friends don't necessarily reflect the same particular essence.

Perhaps it's some other part of your friends personality that builds the bridge to the 3rd party. In my experience, this this often the case. When I hear those words, "you should really meet...". I smile the smile. I am curious. I am certain that the connection will not be there. And I respond, "Sure."

But sometimes I am absolutely incorrect.

Today, not certain why, I read through a friend of friend's myspace. His intro, in response to the question, "Who I'd like to meet?", he wrote, "sleeves with hearts on them. wills who throw caution to the wind. vulnerable egos. fearless flyers. long distance runners. hearts split wide open. available emotions. accountable actions. inward gazers. muscles flexible enough to twist into pretzels. fondly thought of ex-es. "

And I continued to read. Followed some links. And read some more.

And I will keep reading tonight.

Perhaps in the future, when someone says the words, "You should meet...", I will query for a web address and walk their lives for a bit. Is that fair? My gut says, "No." But as this person wrote, "fuck. why do i have to be a spitter instead of a swallower? haha! i've been thinking of using that analogy for a while. why can't i just be happy sucking it up and making a good living? why does there have to be the idea that there is more?"

Because there is more.

There will always be more.