![]() Freezed motionA Story by Jeannette Lunete
"I have danced on the last skyscraper. Every brick seemed curious about my final pirouette. The sirens seemed melodic and balanced with the great wanderlust to the white doors of self-embraced dancing.
Imagine a neverending dance. Just you and your great intangbility. Sharing the space with a douce zephyr coming through the muzzle of termites that are trying to broach your wooden cranium is quite amusing. You must try it by lust-chased seeker of the gold. You must. Steady is the vibration of the core. The core is layered transparent, don't worry. Will I ever be as close to the sky as I was that day? Well, to be honest the sky is chasing me. " "You know Phil, it's great to feel. However,sometimes we overfeel and break the legacy of consciousness. You are all here as dominoes. Falling for each other's concerns. You are not here for vacation. Your nerves won't drink pinacoladas while your perspiration is climbing volcanoes. So swallow the freezing drop, please. Just to keep your journey further from the impasse." "I don't want to move. I want to pass. We are all here as dominoes. I won't push sanity away. Sanity is freezing. I love to stab the wanderer with reproduced icicles. Not vomiting them, producing them. Cold world. Freezed struggles." "Good boy. So now please follow my steps. As you may see I move without leaving footprints. So should you. Those who are meant to shine have already overshadowed the sun. " "There is no importance. I'm meant to be blur. There is no need to be found and seen. I'm nothing but an appendix in your anatomy world. " "I guess my job is done. Thanks for joining the "Pacification of perplexity therapy" . I'm so glad that you can hide behind the wall and never crash the bricks again. Kudos." "I'm glad that you pleased cohort. Let me just take a final bow before the cement takes the motion away."
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Added on October 21, 2014Last Updated on October 22, 2014 Author![]() Jeannette LuneteAboutMiracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see. C. S. Lewis more..Writing
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