miercuri, 15 aprilie 2009

Dream of a dream

It didn´t turn out to be fake. I was pretty disappointed in my own perception of this poisonous solution that Jillian came up with, and regretted not beeing able to trust and follow whatever path my intuition would´ve led me on. On the other hand, I felt I couldn´t deal anymore with the same morbid atmosphere. All the beautiful was suddenly gone, I couldn´t tell wheter it got absorbed back to where it belonged, into the primordial entity who probably got too tired of continuously wasting self all over, or it was just leaving place for other things to grow. Such as this unbearable heat and melted human flesh, savoured to the bone by its own inspiration, such as this smell flowing in the air full of gratitude, awareness and death. Then I saw a dog eating the knee of his master, but the master was not against it, maybe he thought he knew something.

Well, I kept on wondering about how I could have changed the moment, which was the only truth I knew, but I wasn´t even ready to assume it. And I gladly did not. Cause, if I could make my own better truth and cover it with the shape of reality, just like the one before it, why not just go for it?

- So the facts we got are very unprecise. Actually, until we come up with some facts, answer this question..are you willing to go with me?
- I will not insult you with any doubts related to your ability of leading us all, let alone two people. What I question though is your capability of following a more secure path than the one you´ve written yourself.
- And is that good or bad, Sophia?
- It is best.
- And do you trust that we could go right up and suffocate God?
- I´ve heard He didn´t breathe.

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