In DissarayDISSARAYWhile jolting his system out of the comfort zone, he woke up. It certainly felt like a bucket of freezing water hitting your face, violating you out of your dreamland. He never liked this sort of awakening, as it always left a bitter aftertaste, something like finding a dead cat in your mouth. That aftertaste saturates your organism, poisoning the mood, greying up the colors and skewering the perception.World didn't look awfully bright from the angle he occupied lying sprawled on a dirty battered carpet of his spacious double room. He didn't need to move much to apprehend his whole domain with centrepiece of coliseum of battling
Great BelowGreat BelowI don't feel myself!I'm on a beach.Ocean licks it gently.Gentle waves roll onto stones.Except of these, nothing is around.Everything is gone in the grayness of fog.I suspect that there is nothing hidden underneath the fog.The beach is deserted.Sun is hidden behind heavy gray clouds.Silence.Only monotonous sound of rolling waves.I take a walk. So many stones.No sound.No people.No birds.I walk.Everything is gray.Only stones have some sort of color.I stop.Interesting.I pick up a stone.It is faded red in color.On a flip side it has signs of burned out fire.It is black there.Its form r
Snow Does Not Exist Snow Does Not ExistOutside its snowing…dogs bark…snowing…dogs…snowing heavily…barking…snow…Flakes dance in a wind…Kellogg's will be furious…snowflakes lay…and brown wind coughs…Car emits poisonous exhausts…star drops a bloody tear…lungs cry for help…beam of light penetrates the cloud…Pebbles all around…sour faces looking to the ground…eyes reflect the stars…snowing white…Ladder with a loose control…body and soul…winds of owe…yellow moon…falling angel…snow…Enormous crowd of cloud and loud…noises all around…silence of non-existence…snow red…Eyeballs sucked and licked with pleasure…simple c
LaughterLaughter Hahahahaha…Hahahaha…Hahahah…Silence is interrupted by laughter. At first it can hardly be heard, but as the seconds pass it gets louder. Minutes pass laughter is getting louder…louder…louder… A girl lies in her warm bed. Tries to get asleep. She cannot feel the warmth of her bed, because she is alone. All alone in this enormous house. House that is too large when you are alone…all alone in your personal but enormous world. The world that belongs only to her. The world that she desperately wants someone to come in to. She is afraid of solitude and she is afraid of inviting someone into her world. She is afraid…afraid…afraid of
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