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...I wonder if you can sense it
Death's presence that is.
Can you see her when the last drop of consciousness drips out of the sandbox of your life?
Can you feel her hand pulling yours until you lose your grip on reality?
Seconds seem like weeks and you're convinced that minutes last for years.
That feeling of your neurons misfiring
Your limbs' twitching
I guess you can.
Truly the happiest moment in your 'life'.
You were chosen...to dieWhat do you know?
In a universe so vast
Why are we alone and cast
Our solitary shadow on this little planet?
Why do we even bother
Finding answers to this slaughter
That is our life, our sin and our disguise?
Can we find our dreams?
Our hopes and as it seems
Our future lost, embraced in darkness, fade.
And just as we arose
Our existence was foreclosed
By no one else but ourselves.
So what do you know?
You pitiful human.
You puny fragment of that which is incomprehensible to your finite consciousness.
You confused actor, lost in your illusions and blinded by your conceptions.
Where have you been?
What have you done?
You are nothing but the next one to afflict or be afflicted
Listening to TreesWhenever I will,
I should want to listen
And never be moved again from the spot:
The tidings; dreamy-child
From the sea
Where they were first lost.
I’ll extract this airmail
Gently, from where they were caught:
In the finest net of
Green, criss-crossing branches
That transports, too,
TimeTime flies by quickly
Time creeps by slowly
It flows forward
But never backwards
The past stays the past
The present turns into the past
The future becomes the present
It all flows together never ending
Some things begin
While others end
Time cannot be stopped
It has no higher power
We follow it
Forced to conform to it
Time is one that has no beginning
And may never have an ending.
He points his nose into skyscraper grasses, sharp as nails. A triangular face with orange eyes. Angular, soft, beautiful. The gusty breezes give him a windblown, sea-struck look, as stars spangle the skies above. Flies and insects flutter around his body, long and lithe and nimble.
He is a king.
Blood on his muzzle, meat on his tongue, dinner is served. Lording over his kingdom, others have more power but intelligence always wins. Long whiskers specked with gore, but eyes are still bright, night-seeing eyes. His stomach will be full but he won’t sleep - he’ll prowl his kingdom, looking for more to satisfy his hunger. He seems always hungry for something - rarely, food.
He is a deity.
Written in fables, even Aesop knew he’d always win. Pity it should want for brains, and maybe the leopard claimed more beauty, but the crow never got over the loss. He knows his ancestry, he knows his line, his royal blood. The heavens should want for such a creature, and the
Stuck The car sputtered and shook as it came to an almost silent stop. The engine had gone silent as the horn beeped loudly through the dark night. The orange gas light blinked mockingly at the woman behind the wheel. It was making fun of her; she knew it was making fun of her. Grabbing the black cellular phone on the passenger seat, she looked at it with full intention of calling somebody to come help her.
“Oh, what the hell?!”
The “no service” sign was mocking her at the same exact time. The horn beeped loudly as she slammed her head against it once again. The day was out to get her in general. She had arrived at all her classes late, and her son was sick with the flu. The babysitter was able to watch him as she went to her late night classes. Giving a heavy sigh, she lifted her head off the wheel to look out the window. Drops of water pooled on the windshield as rain started to fall in a pitter-patter pattern. She didn’t quite understand the message th
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