It was a couple of weeks ago that everything started falling apart. Everyone around me started becoming weak and lethargic. I watched as one by one the color faded from everyone I knew, they became brittle and sick. And then they began to break and float away.
For my dear life I held on. My friend said "don't be afraid it is not so painful!! It is wonderful!! You will soon be freeeeeeee" and then she let go and floated down down down away from me never to be seen again.
The winds got harder and harder, and my friends left me defenseless. Their sheild was gone and it became harder to fight.
One day I looked around and there was no one to tell me what to do. The tree remained strong, lifeless and silent, indifferent to my fate. Not one of his children mattered, not even me, the last remaining, holding on with fear and yearning for the familiar.
The wind blew harder and harder. And so I jumped. The last leaf of autumn... my brittle weightlessness suddenly made me able to fly... a freefall into the unknown.
kara [email] said at 12:41 PM 10-26-2001: I am a ballerina!! See me dance on my tippy toes!!! See me spin lalalalalalala pink tutu!!!
The men dance in in white jackets, they take my arms I plie as they drag me away and I dance and dance while all of the other patients watch me. Hello St. Elizabeths!! Your prima donna has arrived!!!!!
milky [email] said at 2:57 PM 10-26-2001: I'm glad they didn't wear white suits when they took me away. Just green scubs. I dunno what the worse of the two would be though.
milky [email] said at 3:03 PM 10-26-2001: Maybe they did wear white. I know the people in the dorms thought I was going to jail. The whole thing was a blur.
Nathan d. koenig said at 9:54 PM 10-26-2001: There is a set of nicknames which alot of Rugby teams use and if your hair is orange(or red), like a falling leaf in autumn, your nickname is "Soggy."
zangpo said at 2:08 PM 10-29-2001: Yeah, the increasing wind is the first, I don't know any friends with a shield for the intensity here. Then there's increasing fire, pervasive like fire burning fire, then increasing water, not just drowning, but crushing white foam pressure, then earth waves heavy, there's some serious sensation involved you might notice, but each all start gentle...
The last is space blue (they each have their colors) inside and out. slowly breathing it in. I'd say that's the true peace part, but the peaks are too.
That is the tree. got to let go, there's no other way out.
You can say I'm jerking off a text, but that's how it is. Sometimes creativity is just a myth.
