Wednesday, August 09, 2006
It is scary, that kind of feeling. And i think i finally know how to convey it. imagine yourself at home, but all forms of life gone, washed away, like some terrible holocaust. And you look at the window and see abandoned cars, wisps of paper in the biting air, windows shattered, dead swings and empty hallways. And you run down into the road and see and hear nothing but the sound of silence descending all around. The air of dead-ness.
Imagine yourself an astronaut. alone. ship abandoned. oxygen tank depleting. And the view of earth is breathtaking. oh, indescribable. But it doesn't warm you. You're Alone. oh how horrifying a word. Alone, and left alone, forgotten. And you dance through the universe slowly dying, but still alone, always alone.
Fast forward the ages of time, and stand at the edge of something greater. All you see is the vastness of everything else except us. deathly beautiful maybe, even. Joyce Lim unzipped at 3:03 PM with 0 comments
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