Apr
21
2008
The Fourth Space
CBMUSED at 10:39 am Category: LifeTags: cbmused, fourth space, hypothetical, sanctuary
Where do you go when you want to hide from yourself? Do you look in all places, search for a safe asylum, a place that lets you breathe, that lets you feel, or simply lets you be?
And when you’ve found a sanctuary, and turned it into your third space, and revelled in its comfort and peace, you’ve suddenly grown weary of it, and it begins to lose its lustre, where do you go to hide from your from that faded haven?
Where do you go to be yourself?
April 21st, 2008 at 11:04 am
It’s not often I want to hide from myself, so I guess it’s never all that hard to find somewhere ( be it a physical or purely mental place ) on the rare occasions the urge might strike me. But to be myself? You already know the anwer to that one… it’s big… it’s blue… and it’s wet.
April 21st, 2008 at 12:29 pm
As weird as this may sound … I hide myself in books. I imagine that I am the characters that I read about.
April 21st, 2008 at 5:59 pm
The cinema. My Ipod. A book.
April 21st, 2008 at 7:41 pm
Gboy: That sounds lovely, especially the vastness of it that can engulf a person. Don;t know about the wet part in winter…
EM: Nothing weird about that. If I were to write a story, i would want the reader to imagine themselves in the characters I create. Nice escape…
Mez: All three at once? Kidding… My iPod takes me places too. A good place, I might add…
April 21st, 2008 at 8:47 pm
Often in plain sight. Sometimes off in corners of red rock canyons I knew better than to ever share with anyone.
April 22nd, 2008 at 2:18 am
You have not known true tranquility until you have visited an Alabama library.
Talk about privacy…unless they just got a shipment of books with purdy pitchers in it…
Seriously, recently the St. Louis Cathedral off of Jackson Square in New Orleans was amazing in that it was air conditioned and quiet, and you merely walk out the door and you are in an oppressive throng of people.
April 22nd, 2008 at 6:52 am
I’ll agree with Casey. Hiding in plain sight is often the best place for me to be.
April 22nd, 2008 at 10:02 am
Casey: In plain sight intrigues me more than red rock canyons. Must be a real art to it.
Zen: You reminded me of school holidays I used to spend at libraries, researching stuff. What an escape that was. I love the serenity you describe, like two polar worlds that exist within a close proximity.
GSR: Is that in order to be found?
April 22nd, 2008 at 11:09 am
Somewhere far away and remote… and then I go to even more remote places….
April 22nd, 2008 at 1:07 pm
It’s easy. A blank stare in a bar. An ignored phone call. A night alone. Going about your business without hinting at chaos or turmoil. Breathing in and out in places no one knows your name.
April 22nd, 2008 at 3:51 pm
Sidney: Sounds exactly like what I need right now… getting away from it all.
Casey: I can do some of those. Occasionally I can slip into my Fourth Space when so much is happening around me.
April 22nd, 2008 at 10:53 pm
In the hills, high above my home overlooking the old neighborhood.
On the beaches, surrounded by the gentle caressing of waves.
In the music, lost in the melodies that carry with it momentary likes and boundless memories.
In the voices of people, in friends who reflect my fractured picture and in peers that point out my stark differences.
April 23rd, 2008 at 4:04 am
I convene with nature.
April 24th, 2008 at 10:43 am
Kami: All these sound lovely. On the beaches is my favourite, it can be so inspirational.
Egan: I like the use of the word “convene” :).
April 24th, 2008 at 6:41 pm
Sometimes it feels like I’m already hidden. Then it’s more like searching for myself…
April 25th, 2008 at 9:37 am
Die Muräne: I understand, as if one is invisible to the rest of the world, but isn’t.