In: Soliloquy
26 Feb 2009 12:59 amProject 365 #12: Wednesday, 25th February 2009
The vast, dark terrains of Future lie spread out before me, and there I stand right in between the light – where there is Past – and the Future, and I can’t make out the outlines of my surrounding. The darkness swells as I see vague shadows that metamorphose rapidly from within; they quietly tread through the surmounting void of clarity, and here I am. I stand here terrorised with fear, that fear of the unknown of what lies ahead of me, that fear of not knowing if I’ve made the right decision, ultimately the compounding fear that roll into a single, condensed mass of energy – a ball of light. I take this ball on one end of its string of light, shining and radiating gently unlike the sun, and I hurl it towards that body of darkness before me, as if I was fishing for something.
The darkness blankets that ball and drowns its permeating right. And I am left with what I started out with.
Earlier this evening I was ridiculously disappointed with something for no apparent reason right before I left for my French class – but I really appreciate my alone time in the car as I accompanied other vehicles that were stuck in the rush hour like me. There, unexpectedly, I glimpsed a rainbow before me amidst the rain, as Wang Lee Hom’s song on the spring rain washing away the sun came on, and all was right again. The rainbow beyond the darkness, the Future, that I’ll find as I head slowly towards it.


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