good morning to you all (514 hits)
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Submitted by matchoo (View user info) at 2008-02-14 15:26:14 EST
It's only been about three years since I left Cape Town.
It all really began one morning after a huge party in town. I was perched at my favourite comedown spot on signal hill, sitting a good hundred metres down from the car park. Voyeuristic as I may be, there is nothing appealing about watching cars rocking to-and-fro in their own semi-synchronised dance, windows steaming up to hide their occupants from the morning light.
There is something beautifully calming about a pre-dawn morning over the city, lights changing colour amongst the shadows, stretching down to where they touch the waters of the Atlantic. I could almost feel the bite of the water, hear the sound of the shore-break smoothing the sand. Any other time I wouldn't have minded company, but I was not in the mood for the pill-talk, the empty crap that usually makes me feel so good.
Letting my eyes play tricks with me as my thoughts turned, I watched shapes forming in the sprawling infrastructure out below me. Neon signs blurry with the distance, grey apartment blocks with a smattering of lights, people with the same nocturnal habits as me... I thought of house parties in Camps Bay, fishbowl lights and sheer skirts, smeared coke on formica tops. Women like juddering outlines in lipstick, hair and laughter. Ever-present drugs raging through my system, blurring the line between judgement and fantasy. Trying to be something, anything except the person who can only feel real when he's out of focus. The façade of a person who changes from stylish partier to ordinary living, breathing and hurting drone in the daylight.
There is no space for superman complex these days. I try, but there is always a limit to how easily you can fool yourself into thinking that your light shines a little brighter. It becomes a little more difficult every time to top-up, get back that immortal feeling. Law of diminishing returns? Ghost memories of economics lectures at UCT sneak back to me occasionally, not allowing themselves to be consigned to that part of the brain that tries so hard to lie to me, to tell me that the only important thing is the party, the here and now. Left alone they'll eventually go away, fuck off for ever, but the masochistic part of me brings them back, the small life-boat in my head still desperately trying to pick up survivors.
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Submitted by Lib (user info) at 2008-02-15 17:10:26 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by BokTiet (user info) at 2008-02-15 05:16:20 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Aah, Doing drugs in Cape Town.
Only a South African knows the feeling.
Submitted by monkeyswithguns (user info) at 2008-02-14 21:01:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by Ltap (user info) at 2008-02-14 18:56:45 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
This was good, a +2 for the rich metaphors alone.
Submitted by Fungah (user info) at 2008-02-14 17:19:14 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
THIS.
THIS, I loved.
This was fantastic.
Submitted by Yozz (user info) at 2008-02-14 17:00:16 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I didn't quite get the ending, but I think I'm a little blunt today. So have a +2. Now - off you go.
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2008-02-14 16:23:35 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
And good fucking night to you!
Submitted by wardy (user info) at 2008-02-14 16:10:25 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
there's at least two reasons you should never join a club that is led by knox jameson. don't worry if you don't know him.
1) knox has a wretched sense of self importance and an insatiable hunger for broccoli and yams
2) in december of 1992, knox was seen beating a tricycle with tire iron. he beat that thing for near twenty minutes before the cops came and stopped him.
that's just two reasons. i have more, but i really think that should settle it.
Submitted by corn_nugget (user info) at 2008-02-14 15:31:25 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
I liked the first line... but after that I got bored. Nothing pushed me along. It's like poetry. Maybe that's the problem. I dont like poems.
Submitted by scourge (user info) at 2008-02-14 15:30:33 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
and good afternoon to you!
didn't read it, but your cheeriness was infectious.
Submitted by Socialist_Joe (user info) at 2008-02-14 15:27:35 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
you really expected me too read that shit