A world of the living where life itself is beyond reach, a darkness which engulfs on the brightest days, and a desperate search for security in a vacuum of uncertainty.
Aimlessly wondering souls in a structure so perfect and pristine, its very expectations result in grasping at anything that seems sure.
Comfort craved, attempts to unravel the world run thin, and so children are the future, marriage the only path of purity, and death the only certitude.
Souls hold the past dearly to their beings, and recite memories like poems off by heart, as if crossing themselves and vowing their truth, reminding themselves that there is no other truth, refusing to believe there is another reality.
And chaotic fear spreads its tentacles like ink in one’s veins, as the scramble for hope drags on to endless means, and the two unite to choke and rape until nothing but routine masturbation is consoling.
The cycle continues, and the chains once suffocating reassure instead, the key once fought sweat and blood for lays in palm, but in an old soul’s mind now serves no purpose.
For dreams and imagination become strangled and rare, and a gurgle replaces where there once was a voice, and expression itself is degraded to the point where it is now perceived meaningless.
And when the only certitude finally arrives, regret of not thrashing the chains much sooner runs deep, guilt of not letting go and unlocking yourself from the very pits of the past you allowed to remain, to control your very organs and deprive you of a possible bliss, an achievable light.
The soul is released of its torture at last, but is now faced with a greater pain, one where both life and living are beyond reach, where darkness engulfs only in darkness, and security itself becomes the uncertainty. 1
Author notes
Enjoy.
Yrs.
Azaradelle.
For Jake.
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It's still pretty goood no it's great
beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 5, ending: 5, characters: 5.
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This was hard for me to understand. The things that are described here are beyond me, but the style in which it was written was familiar - writing about a situation, how one thing leads to another and why feelings are the way they are now. It was just hard to relate to, and thus murky, the contradictions weren't anything I was familiar with. I'll keep coming back here till the day this makes sense.
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Smile more...You never know who might be looking.
Hello there.
I read this to peek into the Lori door...and see how you are. I see.
The piece is written well, (never anticipated anything less) but allow me a comment or two on the overall attitude and theme. Heavy. Somehow, this, ironically, is to be expected from a person in their twenties...the curse of youth I suppose, despite all of life, joys and hope before them. To be in this..."vacuum of uncertainty"...might come with early life's territory, but to begin, at this early time, contemplating almost with an air of anticipation the "certainty of death"...I think is hasty and should be cast away. There is too much that will not only come between, but will disparage such thoughts and dissolve them...until later. Do not prematurely rush this...it will come in time! Lol!
There ARE some fine lines in this short piece ("darkness engulfs only darkness")although I am reluctant to throw myself headlong into the author's point of view...even though I might have more reason than the writer to do so.
Also note,it was Nietzsche who said there is only danger in security...and the only security was in danger (just paraphrasing here) so you are not alone in your thinking the last line in your piece. It is so.
Technically, I would indent and delineate the paragraphs...and try to use the word "certainty" a little less frequently and repetitively. Try to find some synonyms.
And cheer up, for God's sake!
GA
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Interesting
I read this as succumbing to the shackles of routine and daily life and then ultimately regretting that process when it is passed. That would be the overarching meaning I got from it, the other I would say is that relationships in their nature are shackles(hence why people call their spouses a ball and chain) and various other statements of the sort. And I think you conveyed that in being shackles they are in some way comforting because they simplify things by limiting possibilities. Anyway those are my stabs at a meaning.
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