Martinique my muse suggested I write on love and the 5 senses.
This is part IV- the sense of Touch.
Touch. Oh si, TOUCH. A physical and spiritual sense. You can touch a hand and touch a soul. Countless are the examples, but let BB share some of her favoritos.
Now, BB being a drama-club-member-highschooler-of-the-80's,my first thought on hearing the word "touch" brings back memories of a dark movie theater. And for the mal pensados-
JU SO FONII!!! I meant a memory of a particular song from the movie "The Rocky Horror Picture Show"; the song where Janet sings to the creature.
You know the song, don't play bobo- sing it with me...
"Toucha, toucha, toucha, touuuuuuch me- I wanna be diiiirrrrrty.
Thrill me, chill me, fullfiiiiiiill me, creature of the night."
Whaaaaatttt??? Random you say? Not really.
If you figure it's been over 30 years since I saw that movie down in the Grove (that's Coconut Grove for you non-Miamians) and yet I still remember the lyrics , you'd have to agree that it touched me. Of course my parents thought I was touched -in the head, but for me it was the first showing of independence and I cherish it.
You know another thing that just naturally follows this? Money. Si, dinero, bi-lle-tes.
Having money is independence and I cherish it.
"BB, you're going off topic again. Remember, "The love of money is the root of all evil."
Is it? Really?
Now just unscrunch that brow and let Babushka lead in this baile. I'll try not to step on anyone's toes.... well, not too much and not too hard. How money = independence I think you can see that, but why I cherish it and what has it to do with the sense of touch? Let me proceed.
Primero- the physical; I like to touch money. The coolness of the coins, their weight, feeling the jingles as they do belly bumps- I like this. I like the feel of paper money, the crispness of new bills and the creases of those that have been in circulation awhile. I like the NOW of actual currency, not the pretend of plastic. Pretty good analogy for humans too don't you think? Si, the physical of money- me gusta.
Segundo- the spiritual touch of money. The true evil of loving money is wanting it all for yourself, but when you share the wealth are you not showing love? To touch another with kindness- that is love, and vamos decir la verdad; you can touch a whole lotta people with a whole lotta money. It's not so much what is given as the fact that someone cared about them, thought of them, that they do count and are not alone- this in our material world is shown with money. Soup for the hungry, encouragement for the lost, skills for the seeking, beds for the beaten, and laughter for the lonely, these are but a few ways money can touch. Si, the spiritual side of money- tambien me gusta.
Y me gusta compartir con ustedes.
I love to share with y'all and to prove that- another giveaway!!!
Yes, change of tempo, from Tango to the Pony. That's what happens when BB plays DJ!
; )
Let's end this post on an upnote and happy tingles; go to BB's Feibu page, and enter the
February Extreme Cash Giveaway with prizes from $300 - $50.
Buena Suerte and remember- no matter what- SIGUES BAILANDO!!!
Babushka Besos a Todos. Cuidensen.
P.S. I'd like to dedicate this post to my highschool friend Frank Kercado who could do a
Dr. Frank-n-Furter like nobody's business and was a rare, intense, and true talent. Frankie, you left us as you had lived- with passion and in a blaze. I miss you querido amigo, but I know you're getting many curtain calls en el cielo while you sing amongst the clouds. Mil Gracias for your brilliance.
P.P.S. My 19 year old read this post and didn't know whether to think it cool that her mom likes "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" or be embarassed by it. Oh Sweet Karma- I love you!
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