Sunday, August 09, 2015
Phases of Despair
Episode 50Phases of Despair
Gwynplaine ..... yes ... despair of Gwynplaine ..... and thus I hid it ..... I didn't say a word .... may be I said too much previously ..... I am not willing to say too much ...... he said "You're miserable like myself .... I am not interested in discussing your phases of despair." ..... so let it be written ... so let it be done.
Monday, August 03, 2015
The Respite
Episode 49
The Respite
I admit I am not as frustrated as I was a fortnight ago ..... This mad flow of emotions I had slowed down .... most probably my mind refuses to acknowledge the flow is still ongoing between the two sides of a pendulum .... my mind can't synchronize ..... and there was nothing I could say to my mind to dispel it ..... so I stand still until the storm stops raging ...... or hide in a cave until the spring melt comes to an end .... it's a respite ...... like turning a page of madness ...... a short respite .... among a dead body and its ashes ..... creatures that cannot comprehend yet can speak ..... creatures that can comprehend and yet cannot speak ...... and a deity ..... that sends a pedestal after another for my being and keeps me hopping from height to depth ..... The fact is I am alone ..... and this will never change .... a respite every now and then is no crime ...... I reckon you will never understand or believe me ..... Henceforth I owe no one an explanation ..... you are all but silhouettes ..... and your promises are just parts of the conjuring ..... let my respite begin .....
The Respite
I admit I am not as frustrated as I was a fortnight ago ..... This mad flow of emotions I had slowed down .... most probably my mind refuses to acknowledge the flow is still ongoing between the two sides of a pendulum .... my mind can't synchronize ..... and there was nothing I could say to my mind to dispel it ..... so I stand still until the storm stops raging ...... or hide in a cave until the spring melt comes to an end .... it's a respite ...... like turning a page of madness ...... a short respite .... among a dead body and its ashes ..... creatures that cannot comprehend yet can speak ..... creatures that can comprehend and yet cannot speak ...... and a deity ..... that sends a pedestal after another for my being and keeps me hopping from height to depth ..... The fact is I am alone ..... and this will never change .... a respite every now and then is no crime ...... I reckon you will never understand or believe me ..... Henceforth I owe no one an explanation ..... you are all but silhouettes ..... and your promises are just parts of the conjuring ..... let my respite begin .....
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