Tuesday, November 25, 2014

A Dash of Rain and A Flash of Salt

It seems to be a common phenomena, that a lot of things surrounding you suddenly seem so unfamiliar, alien even.


Like people. Aliens are people who alienate themselves or, and get alienated. That's a theory and I will never want to prove it. Yes, people seem that way, always.


It's a realization that, things never hardly change.




How about this for an image.


I see a box.
I move to the box.
I pick up the box.
I study the box.
I open the box.
The box is not a box.
The box makes a sound.
The box is ticking.
The box is a ticking bomb.
The box could kill me.
But
I try to fix the box.
I look at the bomb in the box.
I turn the box.
I try to understand the box.
The box does not stop ticking.
I realise it was never a box.
It was just a bomb.
And
It's too late.
Tick tock...



Everyone is as they seem as much as no one is not.

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