As if struck by an intense arctic chill, time slowed to a desperate crawl, with each nanosecond feeling like prolonged seconds, or excruciatingly exaggerated minutes. The curious, planet like orb, slowly descended through the stale air of the bathroom. It floated towards the counter with the speed of a slowly descending soap bubble. The black […]
Tag: thoughts
Postcards
All of those deep, sobbing, regrets, every cringe, and internal unsettling, felt, when trying to kiss, someone else, as passionately as I kissed you; while you’re selfish-stuck with your vapid substitute, each, and every, excruciating second, sparks of memory, should remind you of what a truly amazing person, partner, lover, could be, and how incredibly […]
Open/Closed
Hold out your hand in front of you, with your palm facing the ceiling. (Yes, please, play along.) Place into the center of your palm, an object that would rest there comfortably, and provide little strain. (Examples of such items may include a coin, pebble, paperclip, bottle cap, key, playing card, letter, small roll of tape, […]
Simulant
Do you know what the great failure of humanity is, right now? People believe that we can stay connected without in person, organic, dialogue. We don’t really know who the other people are, when one can’t look another in the eye, and see the sincerity, or lie, in their expression. We’ve relegated communication to text, to […]
Open Heart Devouring (XIV)
With the fingers of his right hand still pinching the key, Tristan held the panel open, and his left hand maintained it’s grip on the large section of muscle and flesh. Tristan was frozen for several moments, as he took in the unorthodox scene, reflected into his eyes from the mirror. Several droplets of crimson […]
Simplicity
I’d rather have less, and be more, than be less, and have more. Humbly yours, J
Open Heart Empowerment (XIII)
Tristan reached out, pressed the thumb latch downwards, pulled the door open, then stood motionless, for many seconds. His teeth crunched together forcefully, and there was no gap between the straight line of his lips. Slowly, and deliberately, Tristan pulled in air through his flaring nostrils, and forcefully snorted it out. He took the few, […]
Open Heart Metamorphosis(XII)
Instead of a sharp, metallic, click, Tristan heard a high-pitched shriek. The scream was so loud, and shrill, that he became momentarily disoriented. His hands being otherwise engaged, Tristan was unable to shield his ears from the cry. The piercing wail was so intense that he had to shut his eyes to feel a sense […]
Open Heart Diversion(IX)
The door creaked slightly as it opened. Tristan felt a slight chill enter through the entryway, slightly disturbing the warmth provided to him by the crimson walls, eggshell frames, smokey panes, and the popping, crackling, yellow, white, and red blaze in the fireplace. The door closed with a dull thud, and the latch engaged, with […]
Open Heart Acquisition (VIII)
Tristan put his hand into the front right pocket of his pants. He twisted his hand back and forth, opened his fingers wide, then squeezed them around his powerfully muscular quadriceps. He removed his hand, tensed his right oblique muscle, and shifted downwards to the right. Tristan patted the pocket just above his knee, and […]