Breathless

Jean-Paul Belmondo & Jean Seberg in Jean-Luc Godard's BREATHLESS

 

Bodies in flight. Bodies as energy on a rock that shoots through space. Bodies as planets as souls as comets as bullets that pulse and vibrate at the merest mention of your name. If you strip it back, make sure to take it to the bone. If you let them see what’s inside of you, let them taste it and let them choke. Look at your fingers and see the universe and hear its song and look through the mirror into a state of being that blinds with a simple truth. In the seconds before you gasp for air, there is but one vision that follows you each and every step of the way. It can’t be discarded, and nor can it be traded. The minute it forms and crystalises in your mind, it will last a lifetime. Once it takes hold, it becomes the person you once were until the person you once were fades from view like the image of a child venturing into a forest in search of the night. Palindromes. Tulpas. Doppelgangers. The past, present, and the future. The father, son, and the holy ghost. The virgin, whore, and the mother of God. On your hands and knees searching the undergrowth for answers, do you touch yourself beneath the watchful eye of the moon and call out his name? Do you feel at one with all things as drops of rain splash against your pale skin? Bodies in flight. Bodies as orbs as fireflies as speeding cars that drift from lane to lane unable to merge as they should. From disobedience comes revelation. From a stubborn refusal to be like others comes a voice that speaks its own language. In the seconds before you taste electricity, do you catch a glimpse of what lies behind the veil? In the moment you lose your breath, and your heart misses a beat, do you realise what needs to be done before oblivion comes calling? Can you feel it in your bones? As the land shakes and empires fall, do you have the guts to sink your fingers into the soil and demand for the storm to come and whip you up and never to let you down?

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  1. I love the last line. It’s shows how you are ready and are challenging the “storm” to not disappoint you..to do the best it can because you know you’ll be okay and will get through it. Enjoyable read ❤

  2. “In the seconds before you taste electricity, do you catch a glimpse of what lies behind the veil? In the moment you lose your breath, and your heart misses a beat, do you realise what needs to be done before oblivion comes calling? Can you feel it in your bones? As the land shakes and empires fall, do you have the guts to sink your fingers into the soil and demand for the storm to come and whip you up and never to let you down?” Love the elemental truth of this, the acknowledgement of the fury within and without, the cellular level understanding, awareness.

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