Post by goldenmyst on Aug 7, 2020 20:24:52 GMT -6
The Myth of Boyhood
My grandparents are still alive though feeble. We have dinner and from there I go to the neighborhood forest where I played as a child. My quest is to dig up a time capsule I had left under the ruins of treehouse when I was a wee lad. Therein lays the story of the boy I once was. If the memorabilia is well preserved in the Tupperware box then the artifacts of my lost youth may be the key to my future.
But when I arrive at the entrance there is a young lady lying in a lawn chair. She informs me that the property is private and I can go no further.
But she is very friendly and scholarly. We discuss Zen philosophy like Buddhists who share a bookish sense of life on that beautiful day in the woods.
Finally, our Chautauqua leads her to sit next to me and rest her head on my shoulder like a nun who seeks a different road to enlightenment. She looks at me beseechingly and says, “I am the guardian of your boyhood relics. But you are now a man. I have been lonely here as the keeper of your past. Please make love to me so that I can know the man you have become.”
My grandparents are still alive though feeble. We have dinner and from there I go to the neighborhood forest where I played as a child. My quest is to dig up a time capsule I had left under the ruins of treehouse when I was a wee lad. Therein lays the story of the boy I once was. If the memorabilia is well preserved in the Tupperware box then the artifacts of my lost youth may be the key to my future.
But when I arrive at the entrance there is a young lady lying in a lawn chair. She informs me that the property is private and I can go no further.
But she is very friendly and scholarly. We discuss Zen philosophy like Buddhists who share a bookish sense of life on that beautiful day in the woods.
Finally, our Chautauqua leads her to sit next to me and rest her head on my shoulder like a nun who seeks a different road to enlightenment. She looks at me beseechingly and says, “I am the guardian of your boyhood relics. But you are now a man. I have been lonely here as the keeper of your past. Please make love to me so that I can know the man you have become.”
