Jan 25, 2021
Jsme krásní, když padáme
Ale jen těsně předtím, než dopadnem
A krása je ve smrti, než se její
Bělostné dlaně zhmotní
A tak sníme a sníme
A celou duši toužíme po tom, co nechceme
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Jsme krásní, když padáme
Ale jen těsně předtím, než dopadnem
A krása je ve smrti, než se její
Bělostné dlaně zhmotní
A tak sníme a sníme
A celou duši toužíme po tom, co nechceme
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The Sound of Silence
Echo. Voices. Wind. Dance of the waves. I gasped and opened my eyes very quickly. My body was heavy and I realized that I'm laying in the sand and the cold waters of the ocean are washing half of my body. Where am I? Who am I? And what is more important...where is everyone?
Did we just...? Wait a moment. The chaotic memories are like the unfinished film full of the glitches projected on the old, broken wall. The beach looked so familiar to me and yet so unknown. I sat down and looked around. There was an old woman looking at me. Her face was full of the secrets and she only pointed at me. I stood up and followed her. She carried the branches on her back. Maybe to make her house warm.
We walked up the path to the hills. I was cold and the tiny stones on the dusty path were stabbing my frozen feet. Soon we reached the small wooden house. The old woman opened the door and invited me in. The place was warm and looked empty. But it wasn't. The interior was filled with a strange aromatic scent, there was a human skin hanging around the walls and eleven big wooden boxes along the floor of the house.
The old woman took my hand and took me to one of the boxes. She couldn't talk but she showed me to put my ear to the box. I listened to her and did what I've been asked for. For a first few seconds I didn't hear anything. But then I heard the scream. But it wasn't just one scream, it was like the all world was suffering and crying in the immense agony. I quickly jumped away but she comforted me and took me to another box. I took a deep breath and put my ear by the surface to listen the insides of it. There was...a sound. Calm, vibrating sound that I could listen to forever. It nearly felt like if Sirene would call you to her death embrace.
When I stepped to the third box, the old woman stopped me. She instead of moved it away. And there was nothing. Only a hole digged in the floor. I knew I have to go inside. And as I was fully in, the old woman put the box back on it's position. I swallowed and moved forward. Until something grabbed me. It was the roots of the trees that wrapped around my ankles and wrists, dragging me in through the hole.
Reunited again
When our eyes met for the very first time, I felt the deep connection. It was more like a birth. If you find the right sense of your life, the real freedom, this is what it felt like. His sight set me free and I realized what the purpose of my life is. I wish I could describe you these feelings better but it's impossible.
How can you describe most of the precious feeling that your heart is able to feel? I knew I know him just like he knew he knows me. But not from this life. The origin life. The one that just brought us back for an unspoken reason. We were together and yet separated. Our sight was able to connect just like our spirit but physically we were separated by the invisible veil.
For so many years, decades, maybe even lives - we were reunited again. We only needed to figure out how to escape the haunting shadow that was chasing us constantly. Sometimes I asked myself if it's only possible. And then I realized that we have to face it. Together. To be one and rescue the others.
Another Me
„After I got divorced, I had nowhere to go. It was just me and the street. Oh, and the two red stars shining in the sky even on the brightest day. Nobody knew who they are or how they approached. It just happened from nothing. Some people were convinced that they were just two dying stars and that the red colour wass the sign of the death. But to me, I can't describe it, I felt very strange about them. I was pressured like a carbon that one day would become a diamond, I could feel the strange echoes of the shift. I knew that something was going to change. But I couldn't tell what exactly.Perhaps I was just destroyed from the previous marriage, or perhaps I was getting already insane. Whatever it was, I knew that those two red stars were the answer.“
Inner Self
„I didn't want to hear her anymore so I buried her alive. She was getting on my nerves, driving me crazy. But sometimes I heard her screaming. I knew she was still inside but I tried to ignore that miserable tone. I've become different. Colder. Distant. I wanted to create the well respected woman and be the grown up. Just like my deceased mother. Just like the proud daughter of the Russian heir. And people took this reputation of me very well. Maybe because they didn't hear the infinite scream. Maybe because they didn't erase the shadow just like I did.
But the chronical selection of the very surrealistic dreams changed everything. Multiple planets crashed into each other. Very haunting sound on the other sound called my name. The loneliness. There was nobody and nothing on the beach that I've been dreaming of. Just the sound and the voice coming out of the depth of the water. I was a prisoner. I drowned. I've been...
When I got above the surface, I realized that I had no will to live. I had no shadow. She was my shadow that I buried. So I let her go. I released her. The inner self.“
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One of the Fifth
If you are not captived, you can never understand the growing will for a freedom. First you are broken, then you learn and watch before you stand up straight to face the man that prisoned you. We ran away, jumped from world to another world. In one dimension I was famous while in the other one I was a renegade. He kept chasing us. We opened the invinsible door, he closed the first door behind us. He's become a shadow that was just one step behind us. Nightmare that tries to swallow you and leave the scar that influence your whole day.And then...I can't remember how, we approached the original place. It nearly looked like a chinese temple surrounded by the beautiful garden so the temple can not be found. Only I was allowed to step forward. And so when I walked forward, an old monk stepped in front of me. The whole place was different. There was a strange calm and wisdom and also four monks keeping the each of the five doors. Old monk has greeted me with a great respect and so I did. He never told me about the place, he only pointed to each of the monks keeping the gates. „You can't be free if you are running from yourself,“ he said to me.I tried to explain from whom I'm running away but he doesn't seem to listening to me. He just nodded to one of the monks and stepped away while the other one came over to face me. I had to fight him. But he defeated me. And then again. And again before the words of the old monk started to make a sense to me. I understood that he's become a part of me. I need to accept him before I stand up. And the first monk was defeated.
Not yet
The future was different. People either joined the order or became a hunted criminals. Once you got caught breaking rules, you never got the chance to see a sunlight ever again.
People that never gave up on hope and freedom lived nowhere and everywhere, getting out of the order's claw. There was a way to escape this terrifying reality just for a moment. For a second.
And there was a couple that used to escape the reality like this for most of the time. They were searching for a way how to get away together. Stay together because this world didn't make it any possible.
They met after couple of days again. Their reunion was always immensely emotional. She and him welcomed each other with the embrace as strong as the diamond that is impossible to crush. The strength of their connection made the reality frozen and be just one person. Nobody was able to break the invisible chain that was keeping them together. They knew that they love each other without speaking a word. Their eyes spoke instead. Their little touches that one would find ridiculous - they could speak instead.
If he was falling, she would jump to catch him. If he was dying, she would rip her heart to replace his. If she was dragged away from him, he would kill for her to get her back.
As the order was stronger, they knew that they are running out of time.
One late afternoon, they were in the forbidden garden. The place that people barely visited even it used to be such a happy place. The sky was orange as the sun was slowly setting down and clouds remained white and grey. As her back gently touched the grass covered in the leaves, he straddled her with a smile shining down to her. It was so warming that she nearly had a feeling that this projection of gentleness strokes her own face and she smiled back.
"Do you really want this?" He asked.
"Yes." She nodded while running her palms up his thighs to his waist. "But I want to kiss first. And keep kissing you while you're doing this to me."
"That can be arranged." He nodded and pulled out the black cable out of his pocket. She lift up her head for a moment so he could wrap it around her throat.
"I love you." She smiled before she reached for him to bring him closer. And he let her do that.
"I love you too." He gently kissed her lips before pulling back to look at her once again.
"We'll be together out there," they both said and she leaned for another kiss. The cable around her throat wrapped it stronger and she wrapped her arms around him stronger. And stronger. It was painful a bit but they both knew it needs to be done. The kiss made it easier. To enlighten and awake.
It didn't last for long soon and the kiss became weaker and distant. Til it disappeared.
Everything felt so misty at beginning but as her eyelids let the sunlight tickle her eyes, she saw a white light at beginning. Before she realized that she's laying in the bed. Alone. Without him. And there was a song of the dancing waves of the ocean outside. And birds. It nearly felt like a heaven on that place. It felt like a place that she should live in with him.
She stood up and looked out of the window. But the beach was empty. Just like the house. It was familiar and different at the same time. She walked out of the room and across the hall. But more she walked away, the louder pitch in her ears became. It was like a countdown. And she knew that this place is not her home yet. That she can't be there just yet. Not without him. And just not yet.
Simplicity of Daydreaming
,,Would you like to see my drawings?" he asked. She nodded in agreement with a soft smile upon her face. But then the sparkling light reflected in the old tea set blinded her for a moment. And she looked it's direction. There was something surrounding this old pink porcelain tea set. Perhaps it was the aura of old times. Perhaps it was the nostalgia. And she stepped closer to the vintage cupboard to get a better view at the tea set. As he caught her interest in the personified memory, he stepped right next to her. ,,Do you like this tea set? It's from my grandfather. For some reason it's something that I really appreciate. It's like grandpa was still around. I think every person should be grateful for the family." ,,I'm glad there's somebody that still believes in family. Somebody that loves to keep the memories around." Her eyes trailed along the golden, floral brims of the crockery. ,,Come, I'll show you my drawings..." The whole place was filled with the vintage scent. It kinda felt like she would be in 50s era. Those big windows letting the sunlight strokes the walls, the old furniture, the ghosts of the nostalgia.