12 October 2006

Some people make drinking great coffee into a sacred experience. Or watching movies - after the levity of the trailers and that civil twilight ceases, to be held in silent private communion together in the darkness, the ethereal beams dancing overhead tracing their aurora over the screen; and through freshly cleaned glasses. As hallowed as excellent latte. Or watching the game. Or buying the new edition of a guidebook with its prophetic pages crisp, deep and even.

I've decided to be proactive about moments of transcendence. More as a placeholder, really. So as I don't end up accidentally fetishizing the ordinary. For me, in my life, the transcendent is going to be whenever I peel off the protective cellophane on new consumer electronics goods.

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