Noir

Through the darkness of the space and time we move headed for a collision with ourselves. it is inevitable, yet we try to turn a blind eye on it and pretend that debris flying past us at the breakneck pace is just a carnival confetti. we draw upon our own fears to gain strength needed for ignition of our imagery mechanism of reality combustion. we let it bloom exceeding known color spectrum just to get yet another distraction. we are so engraved in self-deceit that we start to mistrust the reality, simply because it is so different from what we are used seeing inside of us.

Through the darkness of the space and time the aircraft flew diverging an airspace of one country after another, one time zone after another. The darkness of the night engulfing it from every side with wind meticulously polishing the smooth metal sides at breakneck pace. Tiny warm bodies being hauled along just away from dark of the outside and rage of wind. Tiny bodies in the heart of vast void ignorant of anything but their own worlds. Ignorant of each other's worlds. Ignorant of themselves.

Through the darkness of the space and time I sat within the metal bullet with tiny overhead light on, the only one amongst the sea of shimmering lights of blue screens. Me trying to create the world within a world surrounded by few hundred more.

I rest...