and when you gaze long into an abyss


mundane moments in a mundane life
"...the abyss also gazes into you."
I loved watching good pool players and the only thing better than watching good pool players was having an even better pool player explain the options, choices, and consequences of those playing.
As we watched and chatted, something hovered at the edge of my thoughts, obscured by the fog of very old memory. Something from my life before the game. Something from his country. Something he might know. The fog dissolved and the image solidified. Tall columns older than recorded time limned in pink and gold of the rising sun.
I asked during a pause in our conversation.
“Why THE FUCK would I want to go there?” His voice frothed with contempt.
“I hear it is beautiful. That there is nothing else like it in the world.”
“I’m a pool player,” he said, each word dripping with the disdain of a thousand ancient kings.
Heat ran through my veins like whisky sluicing through blood. “That you are,” I said, and the sarcasm I intended failed to materialize. “That you are,” I repeated, bland and agreeable.
His eyes flickered with suspicion. We watched the rest of the match in silence. Then we never spoke again.


3 Replies to “and when you gaze long into an abyss”

  1. Very good. Very thought provoking. I’m curious as to the who and the where are… I have my own assumptions, as I’m sure that was the intention.

    Great stuff as usual.

  2. Good pool player. Oh wow, BFD! There are at least 20 million others on the planet who are as good as he is or better. I’m one of them and I’m not an asshole, pretty nice guy really. I’m also smart enough to know I’m not as good as I sometimes think I am and I know that I have a lot to learn, rather than the opposite, delusional, self-absorbed POV which eventually only leads to isolation and bitterness. Good for him, why the hell would he ever go there! Assholes aren’t allowed anyway.

  3. by accident i came upon this blog. i cannot figure out who these people are, dont care. so funny on so many levels. laughed more on second reading. thank you.

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