Lingering"The end of the world is now, sit back and relax." - Director Adae Grace TE327.
My punishment is that I linger on.
A punishment for what? Well, that's academic at this point. But to sate your curiosity, I would have to say it is a punishment for failing to be the stereotypical hero that is expected to be born of apocalyptic times.
I saw it all through displays and readouts, although mostly through nether. I was there at the end. The beginning of the Fourth Exodus, the final exodus too, was probably the moment I decided to leave.
"...minor conflict on the Eastern border worlds of Xye and Dihu .... temporary loss of communication .... hardly worth mentioning." - 5th License Ashar Ur-ger TE326.
Did I throw away everything? No, not exactly. I sit here in this room, full of reminders of everything we came to be known for. Our talents were many, that's why we prospered so. Ironically we had seen what was to become our own downfall far too many times in the faces of others. We w
IsolatedI'm behind a wall of glass,
I can see you but can't touch you.
I'm across a wide river,
By the time I find a bridge, you're gone.
I'm outside your house,
I don't have the keys to get in.
I'm bound and gagged,
I go unnoticed as you walk by.
My only desire is to protect you,
...Please let me in.
Why I write as I do.Preface: The following should not be considered to be a piece of work; its just me talking about what I write and why I write it, I think.
There are obvious patterns connecting much of my scribbling. For example, most of them place the character in a separate group to everyone else, but no more important than them. If anything, less important. Another example is that the character can never really seem to fully grasp the social constructs of the people around him.
What Ive never asked however, is why I write as I do. Heck why do I write at all, for an audience who wont understand or care about my scribbles anyway? (Assuming I have an audience in the first place, which I doubt)
I write how I feel. I feel detached from many of the deeply set aspects of social structure and conduct. There are probably many reasons for that.... Peoples lack of directness annoys me the most I think, but closely following are things like people allowing life
Silver BallReality is a silver ball rolling down a hill. It passes us by so fast that we're never quite sure what it is, or why it's there.
Of course if your mind lives within reality, its reflective inner surface will show you nothing but yourself. You do not reach your full potential.
Those that do leave are heralded as geniuses, or insane. It is a definition we have heard many times; a definition that can change its meaning and pattern like the moving of a prism in the light.
And so I return to my existence, having watched your reality pass me by, wondering what it must be like inside.