Oliver Pockets
04-22-2010, 04:57 PM
A.
Loneliness covered the man like a wet sheet. The inside of his mind was a lonely cave that echoed with the sounds of his own thoughts. Each tendril of of his mind sent out in search of something to latch onto, either the warm smile of some friend, or a belief, the walls of the cave where causeless, smooth, and unforgiving.
An edifice, towering silently in the dark, height unknowable… safety was depressingly out of reach for the man. He stood with his back bent against the darkness that mantled his life.
His mind attempted to grasp some motif of belief that could somehow redeem his life from being completely worthless and without cause or aim. Nothingness echoed from the walls of the cavern, he was alone and stood for nothing. Why was he still alive? For what purpose did he continue to choose meaningless life over the nothingness of death?
The man carefully explored the surface on which he stood with the end of his big toe… the shelf was about three square feet… not much room for dancing.
B.
Loneliness covered the man like a wet sheet. The inside of his mind was a lonely cave that echoed with the sounds of his own thoughts, it was a desolate cavern populated by jaw breaking elbows and angry colors. Each tendril of of his mind sent out in search of something to latch onto, either the warm smile of some friend, or a belief, the walls of the cave where causeless, smooth, and unforgiving.
An edifice, towering silently in the dark, height unknowable… safety was depressingly out of reach for the man. He stood with his back bent against the darkness that mantled his life.
His mind attempted to grasp some motif of belief that could somehow redeem his life from being completely worthless and without cause or aim. Nothingness echoed from the walls of the cavern, he was alone and stood for nothing. Why was he still alive? For what purpose did he continue to choose meaningless life over the nothingness of death?
The man carefully explored the surface on which he stood with the end of his big toe… the shelf was about three square feet… not much room for dancing.
Any input would be greatly appreciated. :)
Loneliness covered the man like a wet sheet. The inside of his mind was a lonely cave that echoed with the sounds of his own thoughts. Each tendril of of his mind sent out in search of something to latch onto, either the warm smile of some friend, or a belief, the walls of the cave where causeless, smooth, and unforgiving.
An edifice, towering silently in the dark, height unknowable… safety was depressingly out of reach for the man. He stood with his back bent against the darkness that mantled his life.
His mind attempted to grasp some motif of belief that could somehow redeem his life from being completely worthless and without cause or aim. Nothingness echoed from the walls of the cavern, he was alone and stood for nothing. Why was he still alive? For what purpose did he continue to choose meaningless life over the nothingness of death?
The man carefully explored the surface on which he stood with the end of his big toe… the shelf was about three square feet… not much room for dancing.
B.
Loneliness covered the man like a wet sheet. The inside of his mind was a lonely cave that echoed with the sounds of his own thoughts, it was a desolate cavern populated by jaw breaking elbows and angry colors. Each tendril of of his mind sent out in search of something to latch onto, either the warm smile of some friend, or a belief, the walls of the cave where causeless, smooth, and unforgiving.
An edifice, towering silently in the dark, height unknowable… safety was depressingly out of reach for the man. He stood with his back bent against the darkness that mantled his life.
His mind attempted to grasp some motif of belief that could somehow redeem his life from being completely worthless and without cause or aim. Nothingness echoed from the walls of the cavern, he was alone and stood for nothing. Why was he still alive? For what purpose did he continue to choose meaningless life over the nothingness of death?
The man carefully explored the surface on which he stood with the end of his big toe… the shelf was about three square feet… not much room for dancing.
Any input would be greatly appreciated. :)