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And Yet…

Sebastian and Sherice met gaily at the foot of a wind-scarred statue. The cold marble likeness of a general, whose carved name may as well have been “Anonymous”, stared fixedly at the horizon. Sebastian and Sherice stared fixedly at one another.

The embraced and read each other’s love in the Braille of their tongues. His hands gripped her hips firmly and hers the small of his back. Each pulled the other closer in the hope that simple will could render permanent the imminent union. They broke to breathe, to laugh and to sigh. They closed again beneath the raised forefeet of the general’s mount.

Fingers found flesh under up-rooted clothing and between willing thighs. Breath passed from one to the other and liquids flowed. Lungs starved of air deference to lips starved of contact. The warm, soft skin of youth pulsed before the cold stone of posterity.

Shirts and skirt fell to the ground and the night air tasted their innocent bodies. Lost in moment, lost in each other, themselves and an ideal they fell carefully onto the dry virgin grass.

Sebastian thought, for a fleeting moment, two raised feet – that means something1, but remembrance died as he entered her beneath the lichen-choked inscription, “Eppur Si Muove2”

1 – Statue code holds that: both horse’s forefeet on the ground indicates the rider survived the battle/war, one raised forefoot indicates that the rider was wounded during the battle/war, two raised forefeet indicates the rider was killed in the battle/war. This is a myth – see for full explanation

2 – “And yet it does move” Galileo’s comment on recanting his assertion that the Earth is NOT the fixed center of the universe. Brewer’s Dictionary of Fable and Phrase Centenary Edition, pg 380

But would I be a good Messiah with my low self-esteem? / If I don't believe in myself would that be blasphemy? - The Bloodhound Gang Hell Yeah

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The following comments are for "And Yet..."
by Enforced Bliss

The real EB?
Hey. I've read some of your prose before, and I've always loved the use of language. You have elegant phrasing, and a good vocabulary. However, I've never been able to understand the deeper meaning, try as I might. I'd like to blame you for making your pieces too vague, but I'm sure it's merely a question of intelligence. So, while I appreciate the work for aesthetic's sake, I was unable to on a deeper level.

The piece doesn't mention the couple running off anywhere. Am I to understand the situation progressed from gropefest to coitus, all under this statue in a public place?

Straightdope is awesome stuff. I would also reccomend Uncle John's Bathroom Reader.

( Posted by: Washer [Member] On: February 29, 2004 )

Hey man.

I felt like this story kind of started off slow. There didn't seem to be much of that "deeper meaning" that Washer spoke of. And then the last two paragraphs hit and I checked out the website. I was kind of thinking, "whoa". I love the way you had Sebastian thinking about the horse's feet. If you could expand on that briefly inside the story I think it could have a greater impact. The quote too, is very well-placed.

As always, I'm jealous but glad to see ya. =D

( Posted by: Darkshine Raven [Member] On: February 29, 2004 )

Your use of language is nice, though I'm not sure how well it would work in a longer piece. This is something that I enjoyed reading just for the pleasure of reading. I don't know about any deeper meaning, I just liked the read.


( Posted by: Safiyah [Member] On: March 1, 2004 )


Sorry Pen, but to me the point is fairly obvious. I will not fall back on the lame old, "there are many interpretations..." schtick.

Normally I refuse to explain anything that I have written (this is only the 2nd exception to that rule) but I will do so now because for some reason, and I'm honestly not sure why, your comment annoyed me.

"And yet it does move". No matter what we may like to think and no matter how much we hope for things to be different life goes on. Old generals, even famous ones, die and are forgotten. Young lovers continue to meet and diverge and eventually die and are forgotten.

This is essentially nihilistic - nothing actually matters because everything is dust. Life continues apace in spite of us. Deep? Not terribly. New, fresh, or original? Not terriblly. Obscure? I shouldn't have thought so.

This is what I had in mind when I wrote it but of course people are free to draw their own conclusions, and may even disagree with me if they so choose. But I really don't think this one was soooo difficult to get.

You may not have heard a tree fall, but maybe you were out buying shoes at the time ;)

( Posted by: enforced bliss [Member] On: March 3, 2004 )

I know
Like I said, I have no idea why it annoyed me. Chalk it up to a pissy mood.

I had thought that "whose carved name may as well have been 'Anonymous'", Sebastian not knowing the significance of the raised feet (if he knew of the general he could have dummied it out) and the "the lichen-choked inscription" (obviously no one is tending the statue) served to show that he was forgotten.

Apropos to Washer's commen, some people don't get me and some people do - even they don't get me all the time. It isn't a question of intelligence or anything else, just world view and choice of symbols.

Sorry if I offended you or anything Pen, I got nothin' but respect for y'all.


P.S. Yes, I only explained it because of you ;)

( Posted by: Enforced BLiss [Member] On: March 3, 2004 )

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