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Wednesday, December 03, 2008
"...cos I'm living in a world of fools, breaking us down, and they all should let us be.. " the crooning voices cascades from the background. I'm enjoying the music. Surround system and all. Felt like it anyways. Its tune and lyrics find a way into me and suddenly I'm engulfed by an emotion I've never felt. It might have been pangs of sorrow, but I am not certain of it and don't take me up on that.Unclear, it certainly was. The small figures moving about were wisps of coloured smoke teasingly floating alongside. And no, I didn't see the light. I saw darkness in light. And no, it wasn't a hole. It literally of encapsulated me. The lack of light was comforting in a weird way. I didn't have to be forced to perceive. I noticed that I was constantly being followed by these two wisps of smoke one was yellow and the other was red and they were constantly switching positions on either sides of me. Really, I'm not crazy. It was like they cajoled me into the darkness. Okay wait, the darkness had a colour. It was the brightest and deepest form of red. I reached out to touch it. I couldn't. There was something blocking. This orb that I now realise is existent, separated me from that darkness. I try so hard to reach for it again and finally the tip of my finger touched the orb. Happy with my progress, I hyperextend. Something snaps. Oh no, I was spinning, like a bunch of clothes in a washing machine. I panic and start to thrust my arms and legs. I was still in the orb. Still in the same panicky state, I kick the orb, and the orb started to shrink and my wisp friends were leaving me, darkness was getting too close for comfort. Closer and closer. What is happening?! Something was punching me. I felt this force pulsating all over me. Mayhem. I thought I was being punished. But what did I do this time round? Okay, back to the current situation at hand. I was totally drenched in darkness, my eyes were closed, but it didn't matter anyway, what was the point of opening your eyes in darkness right? Am I being punished? I wondered again. It's a girl. Congratulations! (crowd cheers) What?! I think to myself. I take a peek with half opening my eyes. I see the uncomfortable white light. Oh shit. I AM BEING PUNISHED. |
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