Respect The Wind

Saturday, May 20, 2006

The Turtle and the Dream

Staring at the vast intervals of forms scattered about the unimaginable length and depth of the universe... My arms reaching for Zagadka.

My aching hunger, trembling across my body. The intolerable pain inspiring tears in my eyes as I have come to disbelieve my own humanity.

Am I not one of you?

Slowly, you are pushing me outside the weave of time and reality and my faith in our failing race.
Might there be some light across this towering field of gloom? For some strength and a bit more understanding I implore for thee.

Zagadka generated a ripple, tearing a hole transcending time and space... The stars are brighter here, it whispered.


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