…And then a sizzle coupled with a faint ringing, which meant that I was, at least for the moment, still alive.
Now; sprawled out on the dust coated cement, and unsure exactly how I had gotten here, I instinctively drew my hands from my still crippled eyes.
Initially an attempt to gain any grasp whatsoever of the unfolding scene around my shaking, neutralized body through means of the ears was a failure, prevented by the still persistent ringing deep inside my skull.
In that moment I realized that the senses which, I, under usual circumstances rely upon in gauging a situation, were currently compromised.
Then, very cautiously, I tried to open up just a sliver of sight. The idea proved a bit rushed, as a foggy white film greeted me. I closed them once more for a while, as the ringing in my ears slowly subsided.
Even with my ears still largely unusable, I realized very quickly that I was not alone in that damp, dark room.
…very quickly I realized my previously accessed fears, were in fact my present reality.
They were here.
They had come for me…
“My meaning simply is, that whatever I have tried to do in life, I have tried with all my heart to do well; that whatever I have devoted myself to, I have devoted myself to completely; that in great aims and in small, I have always been thoroughly in earnest.”
– Charles Dickens, David Copperfield, Ch. 42
This life of ours is, in the simplest way I can put it; is an unbeatable enigma, regardless of the greatness of the mind, or the strength of heart granted to any man, from Einstein to Aristotle, Alexander to Napolean and so forth. Life is an equation with no answer and not one single predictible trait, filled with factors displaying more randomness then any sort of sensible logic. It is as much a cursed burden, as much as it is undeniably our most incredible, treasured gift from the cosmos. It is comprised of as much bullshit, useless information, and pain…as it is of the most beauty that time and space could infinitely ever muster.
Life is everything and nothing at all, it is me writting this, it is you reading it. It is me getting drunk with my buddies after finishing this, it is you being inspired(for better or worse) to do the same after you finish reading this.
Life is love. Life is hatred beyond comprehension. The only real truth that I have discovered thus far in my sliver of accumulated acquired knowledge through expirience, is that there is no truth to be certain of.
For the truth is my friends, life is simply the unbreakable enigma of any that posess it.
Watching all these ridiculous people getting ecstatic about the coming presidential election as the puppeteers in the media draw the battle lines, and proceed to push their red and blue puppets into their corners of the ring before the match begins, kinda just makes me wanna puke a little bit… Continue reading