Lust (Obsolete)

It's been fifteen years since I first listened to the sound of space. In class we were invited to consider the origin of time, and therefore of space, energy and matter.

Instead, on my own, I've considered the origin of language since it is language that gives time its being. My instructor would have objected, initially, but only in language, and only in one of these. Exist for a moment if you will, if you can, without language and you will see in that moment that time isn't.

This is peace.

Listen (li-s'n), verb.
Form: lustne.
Root: *hlus-: see List, verb.
From the same root is hlosnian.
1. To hear attentively.
2. To make effort with ear; to give ear;
(b) To give heed to, allow oneself to be persuaded by;
(c) To listen for; to be eager to catch the sound of.

Freedom of expression found in being is in the space between words. That ambient space from which arises matter, energy, thought, communication, and sometimes words, is that same space from which arises being. And so time, a word, is.

But what of these have freedom of expression? Does time have freedom of expression? Does matter have this freedom? Does energy?

Do you?

Our language forms us and we form our language so that our language forms us. Watch:

List (list), verb.
Form: hlystan, French hlyst. See also, hlusta and luste.
1. To please, like, care, choose or desire.
2. To desire, like, wish to do something;
(b) To list of: to care for. Obsolete.
3. Listen, verb.
4. To be vibrant. Obsolete. (German lustige)

Freedom found in rainy streets among people drenched in words and judgments; more than once I have taken refuge there in the wordless ghetto among humans as nice as any, but they don't pretend to be and so I like them more. Pretention gone, life naked we stood clothed, wordless and without secrets, for there is no need to speak when so much is understood.

Exist without time for a moment, said a glance. Exist without thought of word, said another. Exist, said a third, if you will, if you can.

At peace, one who was neither friend nor foe, all undeclared we simply chose each other, he listened with me to pretentions word-deep. Showered in pollen we laughed at the suits stained yellow. Bathed in cherry blossoms and later in seed, the ghetto safe and vibrant, life's thirst briefly quenched, we listened for the clues of a story first told long ago. But sometimes the rains they say nothing.

Those moments of existence, those moments most lived for, are moments stolen from time. Briefly all walls and confines fall away and all that is is all now, fully alive and present.

Rob time thus, if you will, if you can, for herein is your freedom of expression.

Lust (lvst), noun.
Form: lusst, luste, loste. See also list, verb.
1. Pleasure, delight;
(b) Liking, friendly inclination to someone. Obsolete.
2. Desire, appetite. Obsolete.
3. Biblical: sensuous appetite leading to sin.
4. Sexual appetite, chiefly and now exclusively implying intense moral reprobation.

Notice how your language uses you. In the space between those moments lived for, those moments stolen from time, what is your freedom of expression?

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