Monday, December 19, 2011

Sunday, December 18, 2011

89 Fantasy / Reality Explained

Fantasy can be realistic
Reality can be fantastic
Fantasy can be made with thought alone
Reality can be all one with no thought made

When we stop believing in fantasy, it disappears
When we stop believing in reality, we disappear

If you still won't understand this difference
Can I interest you in a castle made of sand?

88 Dawn Dreams

In the time before there was time, a lone figure stepped out of the mist and slapped me across the face. I was being chased by God. It was the apocalypse of my own procrastination and I did not know if I had the resources to face the tribulation. I had heard of Atheists who prayed, knowing they prayed to themselves, or to life. I thought I was possessed by the demon of sloth, I regressed to a mythic worldview. Then it happened. I continued to work. I awoke in sunlight with a newspaper. I could not escape the house. All I wanted was the girl outside. Then I realised I was there with her, the note I remembered having seen before taped to the window was there as well, now I could see the other side. It was advice for me. I noticed the newspaper had been torn in two. I began to tear it in half slowly. As I tore I was also torn, my ego split again and half of me escaped, the half with the knowledge of it.

Saturday, December 17, 2011