Wednesday, November 4, 2009

I'm listening to: Curvise - The Game of Who Needs Who the Worst

It feels so incredibly surreal, like how candyfloss melts in the mouth - to Nothingness. One secretly waits to be awakened any second now, but even more deeply knows it isn't going to happen. One feels trapped in a lucid dream within which control's lost and things are rapidly spiralling out of hand. The passing of time aligns itself with the rhythm of an engine's mechanical purr; its constant but intangible presence weighing down like rusted iron chains on one's aching shoulders. A seam in the universal fabric of Being splits and runs.

One reluctantly turns, in dread and horror, to face a splintering of realities.

3 comments:

  1. i spent about 30 minutes in thought about my reality. it all sets in now. Solitude is a destiny that is impossible to escape. -Alan

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  2. You're probably right, and it's such a sad thing =( Thanks for sharing that thought though, haha, at least I know I won't be alone being alone!

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  3. Realities are often what we perceive of them Annabelle! While there is a divide between Desire and Realization (Or reality, if it makes it clearer), the latter is the independent variable while the former is the dependent one. While the chains are heavy, and the decision to make difficult, it is best to present to the best of one's ability, the decision that would give most value to one's life!

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