A place about everything and nothing

Drudgery


Every day, I sit on the same train to work, I always find myself staring at the same old scenery, trees zipping by in a familiar blur and with each passing station; the world loses its color. Perhaps it is the loss of my childlike innocence or is it just my naivety crumbling away with each revelation. Growing up was never meant to be so bleak, when did I become so jaded? So cynical? Why has the world lost its color?

In a world so bleak, there is only one place I can escape to, the one place where the world still shines like a newly minted coin and everything just seems so much simpler. My mind.

Of course, to say that my mind is simple is far from the truth, if Christopher Nolan ever got to check out my brain, it would make Inception look like a sock puppet theater compared to what goes on inside.

So close your eyes and relax, let the veil of reality lift from your eyes and step through the mist into a world beyond.

—————–


I’m home

Those were my first thoughts.

Half-formed trees swayed on its own accord, buildings sprung up across the landscape as quickly as they were consumed by nature, destruction and creation, Ourburos, the serpent eating its tail.

Verdant pastures stretch out into infinity while the tingle of grass against the sole of my feet brought a smile to my lips. I tossed myself into the soft embrace of this emerald dream and laid there staring at the cotton candy sky.

Reaching out, I grabbed a plume of cloud and shaped it into a rose, with a yank, I brought it down from the heavens and I planted it next to me.

It was then that I noticed this curious little hole, it laid merely a few paces away from where I forcibly planted a white fluffy doppelganger of a rose.

Peering into the hole, I tried to discern its contents, the next thing I knew, I was on my butt nursing a bump on my head. A brown furry little freight train had decided to pop out of the hole at the very same instance I decided to put my head near it.

With a hand still on my head, I glared at the rabbit, who too was nursing its little head, except it wasn’t really a rabbit. It looked more like someone had decided to dress my dog up in a bunny suit and most disastrously believed it could pass off as a real rabbit.

A distant crack brought my attention to the distant horizon, the sky has darkened visibly and lightning snaked through the darkness like coruscating worms.

That is where dark thoughts lie

I turned and stared at the dog/rabbit.

You can talk?

Were you honestly expecting anything less in a world where you can pluck a cloud out of the sky?

Fair point

You better get going. They are coming” Inclining its head to the north, the dog/rabbit thing gestured me to head towards that direction.

A minute I was in a wide open pasture, the next I was standing before a forest clearing with a small pond in the middle. The specular reflection of the moon cast a ghostly light on the withered trees; it did little to sooth my unease. As I drew closer, I noticed a lady sitting by the pond, and she turned to me and beckoned.

She was breathtaking, piercing emerald eyes that could stop a man dead and locks of raven black hair spilling over her shoulder like a waterfall in midnight black. That was all I know, that was all I could remember, her face was a haze, a fleeting image, like a half-remembered dream. You could almost make out her features but you never could. All I knew were those pretty eyes.

Tell them of what you saw here…” She whispered into my soul. “Never forget…

Looking into the distance, she whispered one final time “They are here…

—————–

SLEEPING ON THE JOB AGAIN!?

I sat back up in a start. I glanced around, enclosed within a 3x3m plastic divider, there I was, another cell in another monolithic corporate beast.

I looked down at my desk, a pool had formed where I had fallen asleep and a specular reflection of the moon stared back at me.

With a twist of my hip, I spun my chair around and greeted my slave driver with a cheery voice “Au Contraire! I’ve got a world to bring into reality!

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2 responses

  1. Anon

    Your words are drenched with drama n emotion, keep writing 🙂
    And don’t feel too bleak on e mrt, some ppl have forgotten to keep alive despite the odds, but u wont.

    February 20, 2011 at 8:57 PM

  2. Christina

    “Of course, to say that my mind is simple is far from the truth, if Christopher Nolan ever got to check out my brain, it would make Inception look like a sock puppet theater compared to what goes on inside.” – I liked this bit here, it has a modern feel to it, because the previous sentences sounded very literary (in a good way!), this one is different. It’s hard to explain.

    Here are some small, very small suggestions (up to you to follow them or not) from my part:

    “They are coming” – I personally do not feel this is natural. One would just say “they’re coming”. And using the contracted form, you also gain more fluidity. For “they are” you kind of stop, there’s this invisible wall there.

    “Every day, I take the same train to work, stare at the same old scenery, same old trees are zipping by in the all too familiar blur; the world gradually loses its color. Perhaps it is the loss of my childlike innocence or is it just my naivety crumbling away with each revelation that makes me feel so? Growing up was never meant to be so bleak, so when did I become so jaded, so cynical? When has the world lost its color?” – ok, I took the liberty of reworking this a bit, to give it more fluidity and feeling perhaps. I hope you do not mind (much). Tell me what you think of the two, compared. I also modified the “perhaps…” phrase, because it sounded incomplete.

    “In a world so bleak, there is only one place I can escape to, the one place where the world still shines like a newly minted coin and everything just seems so much simpler. My mind.” – try to avoid repeating words, unless they’re meant to emphasize something. Here, they’re not, or at least one does not get that feel. I always have a couple of dictionaries opened while I write (synonyms, antonyms, encyclopaedic etc etc) to help me find new words. But as a native speaker, you don’t need them as much. Lucky bastard.

    “It was then that I noticed this curious little hole, it laid merely a few paces away” – I personally feel that replacing “it laid” with “which laid” would make the phrase more fluid. Or separate the sentences.

    “With a hand still on my head, I glared at the rabbit, who too was nursing its little head, except it wasn’t really a rabbit. It looked more like someone had decided to dress my dog up in a bunny suit and most disastrously believed it could pass off as a real rabbit.” – great first phrase. I would, however, ditch the last “rabbit” and replace with “the real thing” or well, anything else. Let the focus fall on the first “rabbits” and make the second half of this paragraph sound less unnecessary repetitive.

    “A minute I was in a wide open pasture, the next I” – might be my poor English at work here, but isn’t “one minute” better to use, more correct? I’m really curious, tell me if this works too.

    “She was breathtaking, piercing emerald eyes that could stop a man dead and locks of raven black hair spilling over her shoulder like a waterfall in midnight black.” – she was breathtakingly what? I feel it’s missing something. And one other suggestion would be to try and get to something a little bit more evoking, like “emerald eyes amidst the boundless mantle of darkness that was her hair” (ok, I know this ain’t perfect, but you get the idea).

    To end this on a happy note, I liked this prose, liked the idea. I’m pretty sure you haven’t polished it before posting and I know that if you had taken some time to do so, I would’ve been even more impressed with it. Oh and great choice of photos, by the way.

    February 2, 2012 at 6:56 PM

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