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truth or dare - users' reports
7/Feb/98Enumerate ten happy thoughts of yours.
i) Talking and discussing with my friend until late in the evening. Laughing conspiratorially. ii) The humming chorus of Madam Butterfly, heard through my CD walkman while riding on the back of a motorbike, while hitch-hiking in Vietnam. iii) Meeting Kate Bush in the street accidentally, and she immediately realises that I am what she has been searching for, both physically and intellectually. Discussing the relationship between her song 'The Sensual World' and Joyce's Ulysses. Variations on the same theme, but with Bjork, Uma Thurman, Kate Moss, etc. etc. iv) Seeing my tatoo completed. Pain can also be happy. v) Sitting in an open air hot spring on the shores of Lake Shikotsuko in late summer towards evening. vi) Being told that I am a necessary and important part of my friend's life vii) Finishing my Thesis on Youth Culture. viii) Lying on my bed with my head on the pillows, my 15 year old dog likewise. ix) Dancing all night, collapsing into a car, and driving to the beach to swim. x) The sound of English Church bells ringing in peals. The roll of English hills. The bustle of London. xi) My niece Emily (3 years old) calling me 'silly', when I try to be serious. These are things that make me feel 'good' happy. If I were to write what made me feel ' wicked ' happy, it would be a totally different list. Kraig Donald
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8/Feb/98Design your coffin.
Most British, especially Catholics think that one day we will be buried in a coffin for eternity; not cremated. So I think many have thought about their funerals and which type of 'box to rot' (=coffin)they desire. However, in completing this dare, I realised that I have a highly romanticised vision of death (too much Emily Bronte?), which is self-centred. I do not imagine the grief of those around me, but my satisfaction at being able to escape my worries. I do not wish to celebrate death, but I do want to go to my next life/eternity/hell etc. in a peaceful way. Luckily, being mildly depressive, it does not make me feel especially sad to think of the day that I'll die; and I sort of imagine my funeral as a last chance to express myself. Well, without explaining what music I would chose for the ceremony, what words I would write to be spoken, what poems I would want heard, I will simply describe the coffin. My coffin will be a simple rectangular box. Simplicity is what I want to show; as life is complex, I want my death to appear modest and soothing. I do not need extravagance, as I have not done anything spectacular. The box would be made of ash, pine or cedar. I want a white wood. It will be lined with unbleached muslin. On top will sit white tulips, or red poppies, depending on season. Burnt into the side of the coffin will be the words 'I dream of sleep' on one side, and 'my love is deeper than the hills of time' on the other - just to give the mourners something to think about. The lid will read 'my secrets were my own'. Lamps with candles inside will burn around the coffin. Above all it should appear inexpensive... If I can't have this; then a rubbish bag will be fine. Kraig Donald
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