Monday, July 5, 2010

Heart of Darkness

Alone in life and death, our hero disturbs the mirror and the liquid ripples. He finds it humorous that the world is so easily broken and reformed. He ponders the state of the liquid as if it were himself; a pure reflection only in quiet and uninterupted space, easily rippled and distorted with only the slightest breeze or motion. He has ideas on the world, and motions his will to act on them.

He steps through the glass...

There is nothing ~ at first. And then a cloud sweeps over his perception, and he begins to exist ~ within the nothing.

He moves his hand across the space and land appears, and as if dedicated to his touch, seeds of life burgeon at his every step.

He walks further in, and finds that all that is, is what he has made ~ without thought, only his arbitrary action. So he decides to conjure up images in his mind to populate the space and to enjoy the beauty of the world around him, and they appear.

They are all beautiful as well. Maidens of refinement and culture, as well as vixens of harmonious repute, and of course virgins in white cotton, brushing and braiding eachothers hair while they giggle and look over at him.

He notices that you are watching him as well. He motions you over to him. He doesn't talk, but he does communicate, and you understand him as you would any other person, but you resist his power as he has none over you. You exist in his world, but are also separate. To be complete you must comunicate with him.

He motions over one of the vixens, and you approve of her in every respect, but he warns you of your frailty in concern to this one. He has made her special just for you; she will break your heart, and you will be destroyed because of it ~ but she will also love you unconditionally for an indescriminent period of time which he will not elaborate on. You ponder how long time is, and then receed into a deep contemplation of the matters of heart and soul, and then release your answer.

I will have her ~ for a time... I will love her ~ forever...

He respects your sentiment, and your courage, and motions her over closer. He places your hands into hers and you know her ~ instantly. She looks different from when you first saw her, like she was a cloud before and now she is fully materialized and real. More real than yourself in many respects, and because of this, you start to get dizzy from your own existensial crisis, and suddenly she pulls you back, and you are blissfully happy...

You intend to have a home for her, and he anticipates. He walks you over to a small cottage at the top of a small hill, with one apple tree growing right off to the side in a very jaunty way.

There is a lake at the bottom of one side of the hill, and if it were winter I bet you could sled all the way from the front door to the other side of the lake (providing that the lake was frozen up real solid, and cleared of all that pesky powder). On the other side of the hill was a very quaint road made of packed earth bordered on both sides by those weeping willow trees that everybody is so found of when you see them on postcards, but are in reality, a real bitch to clean up from after an icestorm.

You think about your future and wonder if you've made the right choice ~ knowing that she will break you. But you are comforted in your pleasure at the moments you have with her in the present, and would not trade them for a secure life, and a comfortable wife. You are a fool - a fool for love.

He laughs at you behind your back, knowing that his designs will win over your own. You are unaware of his intent, but he is not necessarily malignent in his intention, more like, mysterious and hard to read ~ especially in this respect, for although he has made the world you live in, he has no control over you except the art of a persuasive argument, so in many respects, you are as much of a wild card to him as he is to you... Also, since you are now bonded to her, she is now a follower of her own will as well, and not his. Although in realizing this you also remember that he did make her specifically for you, and because of this, he probably accounted for all of this in advance before he lost control ~ but all of this is just a distraction from her ~ to you right now...

To Be Continued...

1 comment:

  1. I like it. Need to read more of your stuff. Will also share this with a few I think will appreciate it.