They were sitting together - one on a computer, the other readjusting
the living room.
"What the hell was that?"
"It wasn't about hell."
"Well, it sure scared the hell out of me!!!"
It felt like a painful
rush. More of a surprise, really. Kind of when you're just sitting and a
bright piece of lightning sparks the sky and it sorts of hurts your
eyes and forces you awake from some kind of "state". But, different from
some bolt of lightning, this was FELT by both of them, nothing seen,
nothing heard, but FELT. Conjointly. Simultaneously. Concurrently.
It came from the inside, and yet from the outside. It was only a short
moment that lasted an eternity. And then it was gone. It was, at once,
exciting and shocking and painful.
"Ah, you're scared of everything."
"Well, if you saw it too, then....Hey! Why didn't you get scared?!"
"I
did, for a bit....but it's over now."
"So, what was it?"
They both
thought about this. What was it, indeed? What was IT? What WAS it?
Was IT going to come back? Some random cosmic string fragment that
passed through them both? Did it rupture some romantic (and stupid)
version of "stability" within them? If they both had felt it, but
neither could see it, was it even real?
"Maybe we felt nothing?" This
was asked more as a hopeful way of trying to deny it ever
happened. Denial? Forget? Let it go? But how? They could minimize
what happened, make it go away, make it small, or they could "talk"
about it. Who truly cares?
"We gotta talk about this!!!"
"Let it go.
It was just a moment kind of thing."
"But, I'm still jolted."
"Isn't
that the name of some kind of energy drink?
"You're not taking me
seriously."
"You're taking yourself too seriously."
"But we BOTH felt
it."
"Big deal." Big deal. Well it was, indeed, big. But in a small
way.
"I really need you to listen to me."
"Can I do it while rolling
my eyes?"
So they talked about whatever had happened. They talked about
the feeling, the experience, the jolt , the idea that they both "felt"
it. Was it some kind of religious thing? Something metaphysical?
Something about energy? Whatever it was, they agreed that it was huge,
that it passed through them. They could only refer to it as a bolt of
lightning that was inside them both and left them instantly.
"Maybe
existing means more than you and me."
"Maybe being means more than
existing."
"Well, one of us has gotta move that couch, there's some
big-ass dust bunnies that we gotta clean up."
"Ok, let's kill the dust
bunnies."
