Sunday, April 22, 2007

sunday morning.

I hold this belief that everything can be punctuated by music and everything can be punctuated by light.

I just pressed a cup of coffee; the mission soundtrack punctuating my moves across the floor. 1 minute before the water boils, I grind the beans. 2 minutes after reaching the boil, I add the water to the espresso-ground beans. the crescendo has grown, the classical singers have enriched the mix. I love this soundtrack. 3 minutes to simmer, the percussion accompanies my OCD, a few seconds past 11:10 I began - a few seconds past 11:13 I will pour. the music has recessed and begun a slow resurgence, a rumble introduction. growing, and grown, 11:13+ comes with a strong downbeat, and I pour the velvet liquid into my clear 1 serving mug, rotating, clicking against the bottom to create a whirlpool, sucking the cream upwards. the music is reaching for a plateau, a sterling bright landscape, ripe for an intentional melody or phrase, I raise my cup to the light in my window. and an oboe begins.

this is the glory of music and light and all manner of senses and sense.

6 comments:

wordhabit said...

you're OCD? what part of you is OCD?

bermi koy m - r said...

love it, love it, love it

bermi koy m - r said...

a comment to wordhabit...


are you kidding? do you not know jeffery at all?? he IS ocd =)

jefferyjustin said...

every designer is OCD.
many musicians are OCD.

I am both - so, it's pretty much a given.

although, and my mother can testify, my OCD doesn't seem to work in the state of my bedroom. pretty much a guy in that respect.

Jeff and Nicol Clark said...

There is absolutely NOTHING wrong with being OCD. Nothing. And I'm not defending it because I am completely OCD or anything. I'm just saying. :P

Anonymous said...

OCD defined... Our Crummy Demise... :(