Electricity
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Maijs. 9., 2011 | 08:44 am
I enjoyed the penetrating warmth of the night as I walked the secluded paths of my neighborhood. Every bend and turn was known to me, as if all those empty years had been like any other yesterday. I sometimes got sad about that part of my life, I had lost so much time in pointless pursuits back then. I had lost the time. Unforgivable.
Tonight the omnipresent entropy tugged at the layers of my flickering consciousness; the pavements were worn out; one could feel the decay of time. Nature would take over this place within my lifetime as this ugly monument to an alien ideology slowly crumbled to pieces. It felt like life was so much easier now.
It roared out of the darkness like a huge segmented beast. I caught myself stepping back half a step. No, don't be afraid now. The beast taunted my perception with its frugal appearance, made of nothing but sound and shadow; I could not really tell how far in front of me it was moving, everything was the same blackness; sound alone couldn't tell me the exact position; I felt a little breeze from its movement, it was quite close; the ground was shaking. I suddenly had an urge to extend my arm and touch it, to feel its jagged side, so slide my fingers over its body. Yes, don't be afraid now. I was amazed as I felt my hand was now fully extended in the direction of the racing cargo train. I waited. I could imagine all kinds of things protruding from the side of the train that could tear my arm off, and I waited for them. Something whistled across the darkness that was my field of vision, and then the train was gone. My breath was calm. I have to stop indulging like this - I thought.
Her touch was as fiery as ever, now mixed with the strength of the earth. When I touched her, the feeling in my whole body was something akin to licking a battery. You know, the old kind, the flat square batteries that had two small metal plates protruding from top; if you touched both plates at the same time with the tip of your tongue, you could feel the salty taste of electricity and the ensuing numbness that lingered for a couple of moments. I wished she could feel the full force of her influence. I was impatient, but I knew she would come to it soon enough. I waited for that storm, for the agony of pleasure.
A sudden scent of spring was carried to us with a light breeze - white cherry trees blooming in the veiled darkness, their vibrant fragrance emanating in the night as a piercing sound, as a wave of pleasure. We stood on this island and breathed for a while. Electricity in my body and the ensuing numbness. This was uncharted territory for me.
Tonight the omnipresent entropy tugged at the layers of my flickering consciousness; the pavements were worn out; one could feel the decay of time. Nature would take over this place within my lifetime as this ugly monument to an alien ideology slowly crumbled to pieces. It felt like life was so much easier now.
It roared out of the darkness like a huge segmented beast. I caught myself stepping back half a step. No, don't be afraid now. The beast taunted my perception with its frugal appearance, made of nothing but sound and shadow; I could not really tell how far in front of me it was moving, everything was the same blackness; sound alone couldn't tell me the exact position; I felt a little breeze from its movement, it was quite close; the ground was shaking. I suddenly had an urge to extend my arm and touch it, to feel its jagged side, so slide my fingers over its body. Yes, don't be afraid now. I was amazed as I felt my hand was now fully extended in the direction of the racing cargo train. I waited. I could imagine all kinds of things protruding from the side of the train that could tear my arm off, and I waited for them. Something whistled across the darkness that was my field of vision, and then the train was gone. My breath was calm. I have to stop indulging like this - I thought.
Her touch was as fiery as ever, now mixed with the strength of the earth. When I touched her, the feeling in my whole body was something akin to licking a battery. You know, the old kind, the flat square batteries that had two small metal plates protruding from top; if you touched both plates at the same time with the tip of your tongue, you could feel the salty taste of electricity and the ensuing numbness that lingered for a couple of moments. I wished she could feel the full force of her influence. I was impatient, but I knew she would come to it soon enough. I waited for that storm, for the agony of pleasure.
A sudden scent of spring was carried to us with a light breeze - white cherry trees blooming in the veiled darkness, their vibrant fragrance emanating in the night as a piercing sound, as a wave of pleasure. We stood on this island and breathed for a while. Electricity in my body and the ensuing numbness. This was uncharted territory for me.
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from: atiitis
date: Maijs. 9., 2011 - 08:16 pm
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date: Maijs. 9., 2011 - 10:21 pm
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