Image from “The Book of Shadows: The Lost Code of the Tarot”, Andrea Aste, 2010, Berith & Brimstone.
The Land of Magic – that is where they were both from. Glitter and gold – that’s who they were! Under the Magic Umbrella – so many ideas, so much to see, so much to do. And so little time! Music – that was the thing! They needed music! And dance – they needed to dance to the music!
So they danced – they became part of the music, and the music became part of them. They moved faster and faster, and the world flowed around them. Masks were put on, masks were taken off. Shadows became shadows – reality became uber reality.
(c) April 2017 Bonnie Cehovet
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We were sitting at the same table that we always sat at – where we had some privacy, but could hear and see the band well. The silence was a companionable one, as we sipped our drinks and allowed the music to flow around us.
Lovely jazz – soft jazz, smooth jazz, dance jazz – they mixed it up in just the right proportions, so that it fed our souls without either boring us, or becoming overwhelming.
A little respite from life, these lovely nights out. Of course we had to return to life at the end of the evening, but the interlude was a breath of fresh air. How long could we continue doing this? Who knows. All I kow is that for now, this is what we need to do.
(c) February 2012 Bonnie Cehovet
This is from Madonna’s “The Confessions Tour – Isaac”. Heartfelt thanks to Donnaleigh de LaRosa for posting this on Face Book! Stunning video! The words here are fiction – they are not meant to reflect the content of the video. The video acts as a focus, or catalyst for the writing.
Hear that music? hear that voice? It speaks to my soul – it asks me who I am, and what I am going to do about that. Hear that quickening? Eveything is moving faster … faster … faster!
What is this cage that I am in? I choose to move – faster … faster … faster! Keep moving! Don’t stop! Don’t wonder why I am in this cage. As big as it is – it limits me … it forces me to live within boundaries that are not mine!
Hah! As long as I keep moving, you cannot catch me! You cannot define me! You cannot control me!
Who am I? It really doesn’t matter, because I am as free as I want to be!
(c) October 2010 Bonnie Cehovet