"Make me a sandwich."
"Aw...cute replacement for saying, 'cuddle me'. . . you're so cute!"
I don't think.
I don't feel.
I have no memories.
I have no fears.
I'm really just an open mind.
Ready to take in the world.
Be it good or bad.
For no reason, actually. But if I have to put a reason to it...hmmm
If you rotate it by 90 degrees, it's the symbol of infinity...meaning a change in perspective can get you limitless possibilities.
It also looks like a snowman...and I've never felt snow(*deep anguish*).
Robert walked down the street right next to the Eiffel Tower. His wristwatch pointed to 12. The street was washed with a orange hue by the streetlights. Midnight walks like these never failed to give him a few pennies lying on the streets.
In the distance, he saw a couple making out by a fountain. About half a minute later, he found himself walking right next to them. They, both looking in their early 20s, didn’t seem to mind him. In those fleeting seconds, he saw the lady’s tongue strolling on the man’s lips, and a moment later, her lips. Both of them had their eyes closed, but periodically opened them to see their lover. The lady wore a loose white V-neck T-shirt with vertical thin strips of black. It was loose enough to hang from her breats like silk curtains giving in to a gentle gust of wind. Her erect nipples were visible through her dress, the man’s hands going down from her cheeks to her body. He didn’t observe the man. Women interested him much more.
He kept walking and sat on a bench not far from them, but hidden by a few thick trees. A cigarette went into his mouth, damaging his lungs but giving him a few moments of ecstacy. Always gotta give something to get in return.
While having the smoke engulf his soul, muffled moans caressed his ears. The moans continued for a few seconds. Bedrooms are great, but the open world is a lot more....free.
The moans suddenly stopped. They probably realized they should do it inside. The two then started walking towards a building about two minutes away. A hotel. They crossed Robert. The lady’s deep green eyes glanced over Robert, as the man’s hands playfully moved over her waist and the couple passed him. Robert was feeling a weird chill down his body. He was expecting her to push her partner away, and come running to him, breaking into a deep kiss.
“French Kiss”, he thought and chuckled mature-ly. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that really should happen, as if his life depends on it.
But it never did. They dissapeared into the 8-storey hotel....as he helplessy felt his body spasming, and yearning to be fully pressed against hers.
That never happened. But it would happen in the story Robert has been writing.
As the wood burnt up, through the night, giving warmth and light to everyone that stood nearby in the cold expanse...
It became ash.
And it is its new form. It has become ash. A new life, a new start, mixing with the earth, and becoming one with nature once again.
Living with the shadows
“The training at the academy is complete today. You will be assigned a human now. Congratulations!!”
The whole arena burst up with cheers, hats in the air, and the night closing in.
I was really excited to be working from the next day.
Everyone arrived at the employment office. My friends were there. The queue wasn’t excessively long, but tiring nonetheless. After an hour’s wait with a refreshing can of refreshments, my turn finally arrived.
That was a surprise. I would be assigned to the 108th billionth person to ever live. A really cool number....Cool numbers are really common now, given the amount of digits.
“Work starts......right now.”
An array of shimering black lights streaked across my body as I teleported to Earth. On a hospital bed, a baby was born. The lights diluted my presence and my vision, but I was there nonetheless... I am going to be her shadow from this moment on.
Rules of physics are a pain...but rather interesting. I can shine out of my glorious darkness and rest every now and then, given the lighting or Lily’s slumber.
She was a heavy sleeper. 1 year into, she slept like...15 hours a day...
Her first word...her first word!!!
Her first language!!
Days passed, nights passed. She barely notices me... I remember her being so scared of me the first time she saw me...Am I that ghostly??
She never noticed me...but it was fun here. I like the feeling of my 2D self being stretched out onto 3D objects...occasionally running into an old friend is always fun... When Lily's not around humans, I see the shadows of her stuff...They don't talk like human shadows, or maybe they do but we can't communicate across the difference.
Her whole life is passing through my eyes. She does a lotta things.. Loves hanging out with people, painting, reading poetry...I listen in and get into it too.
New people in her life...new friends for me to make...I was really excited every nanosecond.
Death comes unnoticed though.
When she was 20, she died in a car accident. Beyond recovery, lying on a hospital bed, she breathed her last. I watched as her luminous essence floated into their realm ...I wanted to go too...but I had to be painfully stuck, the rules of physics didn't allow shadows to go up flying...And we couldn't cross realms either.
For those fleeting seconds my eyes met yours,
And both of us locked our sights onto each other,
The universe solved a part of its dynamic puzzle,
And the click echoed through dimensions....I could hear it through the silence.
Could you too??
But the breeze carried you away,
Or maybe the breeze carried me away.
I plead to have those sweet moments again,
Just a few more seconds of us seeing each other...
If we ever come across again,
I'll do what I couldn't do..
I'll say hi.
″ I’m born with a cosmic disorder.
I live in a different world when I sleep. It’s identical to earth, so are the experiences.
When I wake up, I’m back to Earth, back to my “regular” life.
It’s like living twice as much as a normal human. Feels like cheating death. It’s majestic, it’s real. It’s everything I could ever ask for.” She said.
(Me)...... _ _
“So, you were talking about dreams. Gosh you exaggerate!! ”
Am I cheerful? Am I dull? Am I heartlesss? Am I a crybaby? Am I.....
Turns out, I’m all of them, and more. I am....a human.
Born in the factory, and onto the supermarket shelves...the journey’s been long.
Now I sit dormant, waiting for my life to begin. I’m all white and soft, as my other friends. But, my closest companion is a light brown roll, she never speaks, just stays with me. I could mistake her for a lifeless being.
Every once in a while, one of us begins a life.
Today’s my turn.
After all the rolls ahead of me, I’m finally first in the queue, waiting to be picked up.
I’ve only heard stories about what happens once you’re adopted.
You get to meet your destined best friend (for some reason, they’re always brown), you pass into the “vortexo toile flush-i-on ” with them, holding hands, where you both melt into one. Once you’re all gone, the hollow, lifeless roll that kept supporting you through all your life, through the valleys, through the troughs, always with you........is dumped.
She will reincarnate into something beautiful someday, if she’s one of the fortnate ones to be recycled. As for me, I had a great run.