This is a little rant, and a bit of a description of how i imagine my mind to be. Sorry if it makes no sense, but it brings me some odd little comfort to see these thoughts exist somewhere outside my own head.
The world drifts by, just outside of my grasp. The soft floating bubbles of nothingness and confusion occlude my vision. I float in the dense waters of death, guided by the far away light of hope and life. Yet as I reach for it and feel it’s warmth, I shrink within myself. Withdraw in fear and uncertainty. Feel the cold tendrils of death tighten it’s coils around me in a oddly comforting motion, even as the world seems to move further and further away. I am lost. I am dying. I am fading. But I do not know if I have the energy to reach for the thing that both brings me so much promise and so much fear. But for now… I suppose I will float here a little longer and listen to the chilling music that plays around my ears in a endless tune.
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Your writing provides the imagery of Coheed and Cambria’s Acension and Decension album art.
Hmm, looks interesting. Thanks for taking the time to read my ramble. =)
And, never heard them before so maybe I’ll give it a go when I have a bit more energy. Any songs in particular you might recommend?
Ramblings are my jam! My favorite song from them would be Gravity’s Union. They are a bit on the punky side of music though.
I was floating in the pool today. Just my nose above the water peering across the pool to this little tree swaying outside the window thinking to myself, “If I were really tiny, these waves would be enormous, I would be terrified. they are relentless and never ending”.
Which really has nothing to do with your rant. I was reading your rant imagining the pool you were in, this warm pool of confusion, so personal and warm, coiled around you. There is something comforting about what you describe. And that is when I started thinking of my tiny waves.
Thank you for sharing.