Monday, November 18, 2013
Said she's going to find herself and whatever she may need.
Where? Anybody's guess to tell the truth.
She mentioned staying by Becky or Stacy or Ruth.
She did however talk about her mother and going where she lives,
Or out by the country side where there's a nice little cliff.
Not quite where she was born and not nearly as rural,
the place of her people that she left to go to boarding school
Suburbia, good grades and better communication,
then she mos found a rich boyfriend so she left her education.
Left her family, left her virginity, and lost her religion.
She was a tainted soul haunted by all these wrong decisions.
She found her problems where she left them last, in her past,
pretense getting her through the present but will it last?!
Echoes into eternity, the test of time, will she pass?!
You're right, its a little judgmental to ask
As tears race each other down each cheek, and her pain threshold has reached its peak,
on her knees, weak, she remembers the baby she left in an alley or a bin,
shaking her head, smiling, thinking if she had a dollar for every sin.
Who is she? You know her. She's at least one fairer sex individual in your life. Sister mother friend colleague girlfriend or wife. The ones who make us tear to salt the seas. The ones that; if she stayed, how much better our lives would be.."
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
I landed on her shoulder. Amazing how living in a celestial realm makes you forget your human fears. Heights for example, hate them. And staring down is almost instinct. I could see the destruction down below, explosions of concrete ravaging the poor city. And what a city it was, huge buildings were losing power like a domino effect. And this girl was not moving. Absorbing Man's suffering made Man suffer even more. How was I suppose to stop this.
It occured to me to fly down to the ground to try and avert the damage with some forcefield shit, but I realized I would be at it forever. I could've tried to destroy her..
I resigned. Took a seat on her shoulder, leaning against her gigantic neck. Crying, I think. Clouds grew pregnant and rained waterfalls. Lightning was told to fire at will and thunder was just one continuous roar. I thought I spotted a tornado aswell. I began to whisper things.
Told her some dumb shit about my childhood. My first girlfriend. Hitler. Ghandi. First fight. It was when I started talking about Sesame Street when I felt the warmth on my back. And she whispered back.
"Hans" she said. "You broke protocol! Go back!"
"Hey." that's all I could say was 'hey'.
She was glowing like you'd expect angels to glow. I wonder if I was glowing. Emmiting heat and being beautiful like its a good combination. She made to touch me.
"Listen, you need to stop. You will destroy everything, which means we will stop existing aswell. Please."
"Can't you feel it?!" she made that confused face. "They are destroying themselves!"
"So let them!" I took her hand. It didnt feel solid. Realizing we were standing on her shoulder, I put on my confused face. "How are you here and here at the same time?"
"This is me, and the storm's energy. That is their suffering manifested!"
I took her other hand and stared into her eyes, like staring into headlights. Searching for words to say. I think I said..
"I love you!" because she said it back. And we kissed.
I edged away, opened my eyes and BAM. Clouds were gone, sun blazing, grass green and no civilians.
Felt like a time jump if I imagined a time jump correctly. Buildings were sprouting out of the earth like shoots. Cars and random people materialized out of nothing. All in fastfoward. New York spread out before us. We shared a look. She wasnt glowing anymore. But she was still beautiful. We started to laugh.
I woke up lussing a Streetwise two!
-the spinoff short story, Waterfall, Coming soon.. In the mean time.. Fourtwenty!! XD-
Thursday, August 29, 2013
And as she stood, staring down at the huge metropolis, the smallest of breezes was picking up, and clouds appeared out of nowhere. She looked up at the bright sun and took a deep breath, her hair flowing like a flag in the wind. Then she heard it.
Her tear drop had reached the ground, crashing in a dusty concrete explosion by her feet. Had she been human, she would have vanished where she stood. even if she was the size of an average sized building. But she was a giant. A giant statue. Visible from at least a 400 km radius. Which was when she realized she couldnt move, and that the sun and breeze she felt was most probably a memory from her human years.
That was way too detailed for the remembering of a dream I had almost 4/5 months ago. I believe I got carried away because of the short story I'm writing based on this dream. That said if you want the more detailed and cinematic version of this cool dream, stay tuned. XD. Now Im going to skip to the action part and the end which was coming up anyway..
Her tears were destroying the city. and I could see from where I sat that it was only going to get worse. I begged the authorities to let me save her and that it was all my fault and all that jazz. Until they agreed. They left whatever room we were in and the floor turned to soft cotton. Clouds. I started sinking and then I was falling. Falling fast.
Once I caught a breath, I flipped my body and spread my wings. The air swam into them and it felt like I jumped flat into a pool of wind.
Flying. I still remember that feeling. How I would kill to have that feeling everyday.
to be continued...
Deided to turn it into three parts maars.. Im tired!! :P