AN EXTRAORDINARY DAY OUTSIDE THE PLANET EARTH
A TALE FROM MY VERY OWN TRIP TO ST. IVES - 21/08/2001
...and I fell in love with a strange land, strange but tremendously "off"
desperately trying to escape from me... me and my spirit corrupted, now "kidnapped" by
a "never-felt-before" atmosphere... such a WEIRD atmosphere; it soon came down and possessed me...
The stunning blue of that sea was stamped in my weak eyes, soon I felt like
wishing falling in love with unknown creatures landed on the strange land.
Imagination was not an ordinary imagination. Reality was not reality.
They both were fused together into one highly distinctive thing.
My split heart was faraway and my pain just a weak memory; I had definitely
fallen in love again. But no girl. No woman. No pain. No hysterism. No deep cry.
No broken heart. Just me and that haunting village. It seemed to me to
have been taken out of my consciousness, out of myself. Out of time.
I had no intention to get back to where I was supposed to belong. I was
sad, torn and frayed, but miracoulously alive. My inspiration led me to
the unbelievable Eden; the warm sand was in my veins, the sea mixed
in my tears, the sky underneath my feet.
In the following evening, I got stuck in that little intense amount of
Earth, touchingly staring at a stage on which a concert was being held.
The singer's voice was thick and loud, but gentle on her own, while
a soft, sensual rain was falling down on my head; no worries, it was
just about the most pleasant and welcome rain of all my existence.
The time was not my time; those people seemed to come from nowhere.
I couldn't get it right but everything was so right that I did not dare to
give up fancying, right up to the moment my troubled but everlastingly
wandering mind would stop and had me say "it's all over" - let's go
to bed. A brand new day is about to rise".
And the memory of that trip to Saint Ives would haunt me
Pleased, so pleased I won't ever be able to forget the ethereal,
spacey-like daydreaming of that magic night in St. Ives.
My VERY OWN magic night in St. Ives.
No one will take me away from that day...!
...still daydreaming in St. Ives..... still in love with it....
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