Riding Waves of Clichés

The light faded a bit here this week. And that’s a good thing because in the fadeout I got clarity! When I created this blog I had no agenda – I just played - with no thought about quality of writing, grammar, and other mental meanderings like ‘where is this going’ or ‘what is the purpose of all this’ that usually creeps in to spoil my fun – and so when a friend expressed that clichés abound on this spot, perfectionist thoughts tried to nuzzle in to persuade me to change tracks and sober up. (I’ve been feeling like I’m having a drunken fling at Bacchus’s) While I’m sure there is truth in what my friend says, I’ve decided to surrender to the tumble of words and visions of absurdity that flood my creative mind in the moment of writing.

Ah, the beauty of blogging. In pops a thought with a sort of ‘Hallo! Can you post me on Ginormous-Little Light today? This is what I have for you.’ And splat! There it is. Sometimes it’s so absurd and ‘out there’ that my mind interjects and fingers freeze on the keyboard. But what if…what if I just let go and…

Let gods?

Yes, and let gods….

We’d say it’s true, you’re having a hell of a time at Bacchus’s and we’re impressed by your capacity to have fun…and we say again, it’s what we love about you. The question is, how much fun can you handle? If we suggest to you that you could stay on and party til the cows come home - which they may never do, because they’re having fun jumping over the moon at Bacchus’s – what would you answer? Would you say, ‘Shite! (yes, Ms Let It Shine, that’s how you’d say it)… it must be my addiction to the pleasure principle that's got a hold again – I’d better stop this’ or ‘ Ha! This is too easy, there’s got to be a catch.’ Or maybe you’ll choose your favourite, ‘What the hell am I doing here, this isn’t earning me any money, I’d better shape up and do something!’ We could offer you an eternity of thoughts to choose from that would end your party right now. And we ask you, what do you want? Do you want to spend hours agonizing that what we write here has been said thousands of time before by thousands of others who have plucked the same images and phrases from heaven-knows-where - or do you want - and there is no other way of putting this - to go with the flow?

We watch as you try to make sense of what is happening here – and we’re pleased to be the bearers of good tidings – you’re still too high to leave. If you sober up, as you put it, you’re afraid you’ll wake up with hangover-remorse and then what good would you be to anyone? And possibly you’ll rant and rave at us for having tricked you into writing this in the first place and we’ll smile and say, ‘breathe’ (knowing full well this was your idea) and then we’ll say,’ here’s another little piece we thought we’d write’ or ‘here’s another prayer we created on our way to a worthy cause’, and you may just want to get intoxicated on good vibes all over again…and that’s OK. Bacchus’s is open 24/7.

We’ve watched as you delight in dropping below the surface of what you call clichés and we hear your laughter as your mind plays with itself and we say, if you’re enjoying the ride on this wave of clichés, then rrrride it! and when its spent, paddle out and catch another wave – perhaps there will be waves and waves of clichés – perhaps the previous one is the last hackneyed wave you’ll ever ride. There is a man who says, in a favourite film of ours about surfing, ‘when you catch a wave and you ride it, that is all there is – there is nothing else – just the wave’.

So when you again feel the light fading on this spot because someone says waves are so cliché and using ‘spot’ before ‘light’ is contrived – remember Ms Let It Shine, it’s your hand on the dimmer switch.

We’ll pop in again just now*  This is such a groovy place to be.
 
South African time meaning now-now; later; whenever