The Juggler of Emotions

I once met a juggler who told me she could paint emotions
With juggling balls.

Her master juggler’s gaze, totally transfixed by the balls;
totally mesmerised, her body and posture frozen in the moment,
In the present,
With only her fingers twitching,
As if they recognised the particular patterns of emotions those balls
Were conjuring, time and again.
A focussed, piercing gaze, but an imperviously distant mind,
Far away, indifferent to the concrete emotions she was so adeptly juggling.

A cascade is always predictable; a safe and sure way to juggle;
Easy to master, logical and systematic,
even for beginners and children.
A mild provocation could spark
2.which would turn to frustration,
3.which would turn to anger,
4.which would turn to violence,
5.which would turn to wild, relentless destruction as the last stage
or that last ball.

Round and round those balls branded with such successive
emotions would travel.
An unbroken chain, an endless cycle…………..
Which naturally of course, none would be able to escape.

A reverse cascade,
Is just as easy and predictable, with a little practise.
Soon, most could perform it smoothly.
1. The fluorescent fire ball of complete fury and madness,
2. Would slowly subside and transform into a light turquoise ball of despair,
3. Before turning into a cerulean of misery, and devastation,
4. Finally becoming the rich dark Persian Indigo that is the suffocating calm of depression and hopelessness.

A mill’s mess is a more popular technique, many
Find harder to grasp.
It is similar to a reverse cascade, however with added uncrossing and crossing
Of hands for a more flashy showstopping effect.
The balls seem to have a mind of their own;
ping alive at their own will and accord,
Harder to control,
a more spontaneous act,
with lots of unexpected catches;
with lots of room for failure, slips, and errors.

Yet, the devil of all juggling techniques has to be Rubinstein’s Revenge,
Based on Mills Mess; yet a far greater challenge.
A near manic rollercoaster ride of combating emotions:
Happiness/ interspersed with showers of/ Dismay and Disappointment
Trepidation and Nervousness/ shakily giving way to/ Euphoria and Serendipity
Stunned speechlessness; solid silence/ suddenly galvanising an/ Insatiable thirst for talk
Explosive Anger/ manifesting itself into/ drunken gleeful frolicking.

Multiplexing is simply confusing to all except experienced experts.
Sadly, it was something I had yet to learn from my friend.
Toss juggling with a volley of balls thrown and caught at one time
by the same hand?
How can you carry the heavy burden
that is the plaster cast expression of tranquillity and nonchalance,
When a hurricane is wreaking havoc in your heart,
Threatening to fragment its very foundations to pieces?
How can you feign happiness?
When you are tortured by the life you have led so far- being a hideous lie?
How can someone catch and endure
the weight of 2 emotions with one hand?
Indeed, how can a face multiplex; and channel the tirade of emotions surging through it simultaneously?

The Juggler of Emotions


Joined December 2007

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