Absolutely Miles Away …too many clouds, too little time…

questioning

When a sudden bout of shine knocks on the door, how do you greet its bright mass?  With a happy greeting and a welcome inside, or  a silent nod?  This life has driven far and wide and has brought it there for you, on this orange day.  There for you to intertwine with, to smirk and smile, in a pocket, time-caught for a little while.  Do you sit and surrender to its company or rue it from a room, to be thrown casually into the traffic flow outside the open window?

If the cloud should open its grip on rainfall and let a shower slip to the ground, would you laugh gleefully whilst the cloud tears spill from your outstretched arms?

Let this questioning never be spoken of.  Not that I am able to.  I fear I cannot communicate further just now than a series of nods in agreement.  No gut feeling, no reason.  No explanation, just a hollowed out watermelon, from which water has been let.  Shrivelling and drying into raisinskin.  All surface, no feeling.  How close does the wire barb cut to the other side of an oblivion?

And when your demons call, when they scream right through the matter and fabric surrounding you, so loud, so, echoingly loud… how close do you hold your own essence to your heart before crushing it in your hands under their wish?

I want - no, need - to know.

I worked out my demons and got my angel wings.

They were $10. :D

You already do know

andophiroxia: can you use them to fly up to the stratosphere with?

Doobrie: That might be true. But it’s always different from another point of view, no?

Perhaps. Mental or literal stratosphere?

Andophiroxia : either or both! do they help you ascend?

Suck the juice out of the demons and they will shrivel up, too.

Although I bet the watermelon still tastes good without the water, which only dilutes it.

I would venture a yes! But I am not about to jump off a skyscraper to prove it!

Always question at the door. Like a bouncer.

Melograna: it may be wise to stick a straw in a dried watermelon to see if it makes an impression…

Andophiroxia: that may be a wise course of action!

Anne: very wise words, yes. Name’s not down, not coming in? yes.