Kyra trying to explain her meeting with The Hood:
I stared into his eyes as likewise his eyes stared back into mine and it was not as one looking at another, of two sets of hands pressed against the glass, but, rather, the looking was as to a mirror, a liquid mirror, deep as the heart could bear, as one might imagine looking into the infinite, into the divine, into oneself. Naked was the sense. Naked as one might feel upon seeing oneself naked for the first time. Imagine that. All your life, all you have ever seen is yourself in clothes and, now, in this instant, you see a set of eyes that forever change the way you see and you breathe, not the air you breathed before, but you breathe an air so clean and so pure it cannot be described, nor, least I say, understood, for the feeling is a dropping, a dropping away of everything no longer needed, a freeing, a de-drossing, the spirit releasing, and below, your skin and bones, falling away. That is the look. See. That is what happened in that one moment, that one look.
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I was trying to remember something the Hood said, but failed, or rather I was not entirely sure that it was not merely something I had imagined or heard elsewhere and attributed to the Hood in the moment of reading this, something along the lines of his stating there were fewer differences between he and Kyra than she imagined and her renouncement of such an idea. The more I try to remember in fact, the more I am sure it never happened. :-D
This described experience is so appealing and at the same time somewhat unnerving (not worrying but in a threshold to something new sense), to see such a reflection, the reflection of all that one is in another, laid bare, unencumbered unlike it so often is when seen from out to in, to see all of oneself as one really is, not in parts, not in paragraphs, or moments, or memories or thoughts but everything at once, all at once, all the 'I's of yesterday culminating in the 'I' of today, to imagine such a thing is to do so in infinite terms, welcome the word within, like a great ocean suddenly appearing on the horizon, that's what I imagine it must be like, what she describes here, the suddenness with which something can come into view and fill that view. The bible quote about truth making us free came to mind as she spoke of clean and pure breaths and the dropping away of what was not needed, complete knowledge and acceptance of self, no closed doors, nothing hidden willingly or unknowingly, an enviable freedom. Very intriguing and well-written piece, would love to hear more of what Kyra had to say about her meeting, and yet this is more revealing than hoped or expected. Like that described within, this passage seems like a breath, like a breeze, basic and elusive and yearned for. What a strong sense of connection she must have felt at this unique experience, one wonders how she would speak of him after as opposed to before. Great chapter!
Well, this chapter was inspired from the poster for the upcoming movie "Hunger."
I'm not sure how to describe it, but the eyes, the eyes in that poster struck me as few eyes do and in that striking, this chapter rolled out. Another one from the gut. :-D
Okay.
Call me way kinds of jealous.
Strumper, see what happens when you go away. :-D
Something about this reminds me of meeting our Creator... the feeling naked and familiar... except the Holiness will be so intense.
But the Hood seems like the Divine in this chapter.
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