Kindling
I lay awake on the beam of sleep but there is that distant voice pulling me. A woman screaming, am I the only one who heard it? Or was it only in my head? did everyone just ignore it?
Drifting deeper...
One thing I can be certain of, there must be atleast one among 7 billion screaming right now. (Yes statitics, the one thing I know)
What could be the reasons? every thought comes down to one cause security. Afterall, feeling secure is the most human we get. but is possible? achieving absolute assurance that the person next to you wont stab you the next moment.
what is this I am thinking of. do I have to much of free time? does that mean I am wasting my time. or does it mean I have everything sorted. I wait for a moment, as if someone would come and explain all of this to me
Why am i not asleep yet? anyway lets switch up the topic...
We used to look up at the sky and wonder at our place in the stars, now we just look down and worry about our place in the dirt.
But what if; what if this wasnt it?
What if everyone lived for one day? No security; no responsibilities; no jobs. Would that really set us back?
Time is relative, it can be stopped, so why dont we?
This is completely against science, but I believe; I believe time can be stopped. atleast what I define time to be can be. time to me is relative efforts. some put in some effort early in their life and thus become prodigies of that field. some start late but have more acceleration, and catch up with others. also there are those who don't put in efforts and thus become masters of none. this is time. no one has a amount of time its just what you choose to do with the moments you get. and its not like you can invest moments into nothing? those moments u so "wasted" were spent somewhere. maybe you don't realize it now but you invested in that art, and maybe it will be visible to everyone including you; someday. but till that day you are a fool, a person who wasted his time doing "nothing".
so yeah if all of us stopped and used some spare moments to sit and think at once, wouldn't time stop. investment of moments in a single place is invest of it in nothing, because you are not going ahead of anyone. Like in a race all contestants hold hands and run together. That is when time stops.
It would be peaceful to sit under those luminous balls for a night or just travelling, staring at the road for hours.
and again my mind trips
Why am I not asleep yet?
Now i can not hear anything, that in itself is more scary.
From screaming people to time, i've thought of it all. As i wait for the next thought to pop up, i hear a distant sound. What could it be. honking. As the sound of the horn intensifies i start to catch the familiarity in its sound. I open my eyes, was i asleep the whole time? Lucid dreaming was an actual thing.
So I went gentle into that silent night?
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