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characterizing an Emotion
August 26, 2007 at 3:25 am · Filed under for.the.love.of.words!, nostalgia.personal, prose.tales, thinking... and tagged: abstract, metaphorical
it all started with a look back, a visual perception of impact

impact so unprecedented, so dented and bent like someone banged a punch into metal
the initiation was felt first by the heart which took a wild leap within the ribcage. it quickly rushes behind the ribs to find asylum- needs to hide, become camouflaged, disguised
letting the mushy goo-es of electricity take charge up in the skull, goo reacts with an impulse to blink again; maybe it wont be there
the shiny smoothness and composure, the sheen of elegance could not have been…destroyed?! shaken?
endure a seemly eternal spin on the thought carousel
…can not take a leap of faith off: the carousel will never stop going around and around…! falling, down. wrenched to the ground, thrown, rolled…can all that be worth it?
interlude: silence and nothingness.
in a blank state of consciousness contemplating existence and Him and a defiant egotistic proud relationship, a narrow-minded, self-absorbed seeking His solace, His hug and forgiveness
and the floodgates at the entry of the skull erupt, squirting out some sort of liquid
the gates; in conversation themselves, confused periodically by an oscillating repressed brain that aims to stop them from their natural…
the crystal clear stimuli of music sneakily poking out a peaking of feelings and emotions, shoving them to embrace their cores at the peak, their true being.
the carousel ceases to matter, the ever static circuit in the skull halts
escape….sleep….believe, the right reasons for faith?
wavering breath comes into vibrational friction with air, words are uttered with fear to unveil
guilt pinches the back of the neck, again and again
right behind the earlobes leaving a gnawing ache that runs all the way back down the spine
causing a nauseous taste of unsettled. a tongue goes numb.
a ball of colorless vacuum in the esophagus. something pricks the dizzy salivary glands
clenched jaws, no desire to swallow a lump. reject the contents of the vacuum-will not swallow! will not go inside!
break!—-too many hours
exhale
exhale…
exhale….
might need to swallow and digest it out, to allow it be gone forever.
