The Riddle Game : Colors (along with how to play)
I e-mailed before about a riddle game I would like to play with you (if I did not, can we assume that I did?). Some folks answered, hundreds did not (that alright, you can start wherever). One person answered so quickly that I fear they lost their interest in the riddle game, since I took so long to form this particular e-mail--but who knows with e-mail correspondences.
Here is how to play: I write down some riddles that might be easy or hard, send them to you, then you answer back. I sort of winged it with the first e-mail because I did not have my thoughts on the game formed decently. Alternatives to answering the riddles forthrightly are starting a conversation via e-mail, or g-mail chat, and pestering me for whether you got the answers right or not--but then again, you don't have my .mil e-mail address, so it's really hard to pester me when I can't see any chats or e-mails. I don't actually mind being pestered; though it is fun to get replies back that are riddles -- or to have a good conversation with someone thanks to the riddle game.
Anyway, continuing on from that digression, the game continues for each player who gets an answer right. How do you know you got it answered correctly? Because I've e-mailed you with specific riddles that line up to the particular riddles you answered true. Eventually, though, I just give up and give the whole next level of riddles to every one, like right now.
From today (11.03.07):
1. Capped am I, decked in these warm things, a coat, gloves, pants, boots... and I come 'round year after year to bring the world many things; each cloth swath of my coat and pants is this color, some even say it's the color of my cheeks while I'm laughing.
2. You are looking at me in the day, though some confuse me with a color that really does not even exist. I am another color you could see in fire.
3. So cold that you look like me? Then close to death you are, surely. Robin's eggs and bright skies and sometimes, there I am in the human eye.
4. Some people have skin a lot like this, some people don't. This one is found where sunsets alight in beautiful and sublime mixtures of chemicals above cities, hazy and looking much like candy.
5. The most vibrant flowers hold me in their petals thanks to my contrast of anything around, on the ground, in the trees, even the rest of the plant that holds me. They used to think of me and think 'royalty,' but now it's just like any other color. What else could I be, if not the color on the one who took too many breaths below the surface of water?
6. In the spring you look nowhere with out me around--unless you live in the desert. There I am when you are envious of another and there I am when you are prosperous, there I am when you're really ill.
7. In autumn, there I am. The color favored by the child in love with only the brightest in our spectrum. Look into fire and I am there. Mix my 'y' with my 'r' and you have me.
Riddles whilst on the Washington DC trip (10.09.07):
1. Sight
You see me being set down in the streets and once in a while I will be picked up to join others like me—alone I was thought harmless and together we formidable foes threaten to bury you all in what you created and consider useless now.
2. Taste
I come in without notice. But now you notice me well and would wish me good riddance, only in me and without me can you recognize this truely important condition in life. While I am here you will not taste much but what I give you. When I finally do leave you remember me and keep a watch out for me but, even though they look alot like me, do not lock my family out.
3. Sound
Duck's quacks do not call me but children's laughter brings me close by. In the mountains, high, waits I and in the depths of caves and grotoes you might hear my cry—but know this: I need lots of room for something that never took any space.
4. Smell
Some would say that I am responsible: love here, fist fights there; among you I hang about—special to each who take me in. Those who let me out usually do not know: every one who took me in and was affected was all unaware of my presence there.
5. Touch
With out me a blind man would die; with out me, even those who are not blind may cry. I am given after short visits by friends, acquaintances, even amongst enemies (though soon they may no longer be so). Between two men, between two women, and amongst men and women. I am not simply given out of some obligation, some sense of camaraderie—you will know when I am there—you will feel me.
6. Mind
Resting, at least a few do spy me, and I – after I see them awaking, do quickly flee. More than the day and less than your life—here am I, in the night. I give you wonder, I give you something to chase after in your life. I belong to you but others have me too—and some even have these even greater than do you.
Anyway, thanks for looking at the riddle game,
Dominick.
PS: If you've answered and hadn't gotten any replies with numbered riddles (numbers help you know which riddles you got right) and want them, please ask for them.
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"There's an old analogy to a cup of tea. If you want to drink new tea you have to get rid of the old tea that's in your cup, otherwise your cup just overflows and you get a wet mess. Your head is like the cup. It has a limited capacity and if you want to learn something about the world you should keep your head empty in order to learn it. It's very easy to spend your whole life swishing old tea around in your cup thinking it's great stuff because you've never really tried anything new." -- Lila: An Inquiry into Morals, pg 25 (Just something interesting I'm reading that I thought you might enjoy)
posted by dab at 4.11.07
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