dreaming of reality

nedjelja, 23.03.2008.

Fractions & Fragments

He walked.

What is death, if life is all that exists? What is life, when death comes? There came no answer. Which did not completely surprise him, the 'Other' rarely answered. He didn't mind.

He walked.

A loss. Confusion. Anger. Hatred... Grief. Sadness. Depression. What comes out of these emotions? Don't they realize what grand illusion they are in? Pain. How can they let themselves feel pain? How real this illusion is, even if the will is strong, it will succumb.

There came no answer.

He walked.

Look how confused they are. They crawl, walk, run. The goal eluding them. They don't see it. They never will.
They do not need to.
But why do they live then?
And again there was no answer. Sometimes he thought that the 'Other' is fairly unreliable.

He walked.

Haven't you ever wondered how it all began? How is it all connected?
The Music.
He seemed contempt with the answer. It gave him something to think about.
Does that make all things connected? Correspondent to each other? The Wind. Vibrations. Waves. They all produce a kind of Rhythm. Is that the sound of the World? Is that why they continue to live?
There came no answer.

He walked on.

A child. Lost. Curious. Adventurous. Amazed. Fierce!
Look at the life in it. It sounds stronger than in most. Why is it so? Do they forget as the ages pass?
They do not need it.
It puzzled him. How do you know?
It weakens in most, over time.

The farther he walked the harder it was to continue. There was a force slowing him down. He did not feel any pressure. It was as if space itself wouldn't allow him to continue.

Why is it that we can create things? Tools. Constructions. Buildings. Monuments. Why were we given such a gift? Is it to learn of compassion? When destruction comes, we feel sadness and frustration. The illusion begins again and we become trapped once more. Pain arrives out of our actions and the consequences are grand.
He paused for a moment.
Why are we so blind?
It is like you had already said. It is an illusion, only few could see through the mists of it.
Only a few? Who were they?
You are one.
But I don't count do I?
Probably not.

An eternity seems to have passed since his last thought.



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Ovaj post sam pisao u više navrata, prepravljajući ga stalno (više sam dodavao nego prepravljao, pa ako neki dijelovi nemaju smisla... hmm... to vam samo pokazuje kakav "zanimljiv" um posjedujem :D)

Ne znam šta sam htio reći ovim postom.. vjerojatno isto što i s većinom ostalih posteva - ništa posebno.

Nadam se da vas je zeznuo ovaj post na bilo koji način. Jer to mi je bio cilj!

Usput.. hmm... morate mi reći da li slušate ove pjesme što stavljam ili ne... da ih ne stavljam/stavljam i ubuduće :)

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