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It’s little over an hour into the evening power cut. I’m staring at the road from my balcony. Just aimlessly looking for something worth loo...

Sunday, October 18, 2020

Euphoria #2 - Twin Ponds

An unseeable mountain split the stream into a duet. Falling in harmony, singing erotica and caring for nothing. A floating pair of little ponds at the foot, bathing golden light. Dancing in the rain of love. Symmetry at its pleasing best. But locked up eyes only got shame in return. Such a tragedy. Not a brave soul it seemed; dare to stand before a flaming breath and kiss the dragon on her burning lips.
I was a knight in another life. Nothing could've stood between the magnificent blade of mine and another accolade to behold.

Pity! How have the times changed.

Friday, October 16, 2020

Euphoria #1 - The Two Headed Snake

It's the third time it showed up. The two-headed snake. The darker head seems unsure. Going about its business; But the pale one wants blood. Every now and then, with a vicious hiss, the pale one coils the body. Ready to hunt, while the reluctant tale gets dragged about. Hating its existence. Not fairly but each gets its time at the wheel. Two sides of the coin. A living embodiment of Yin and Yang.

There has been rumors about a war again. Likely, after such dreary nights of boredom. Death tolls were down. The overloads had little to entertain themselves with. So, when the ant-holes were disturbed, pouring onto earth came armies of ants carrying billions of radioactive beads. Tasteless little nut-like things that they shot up with their cannons. Into the eyes of humans with great velocity; Leveling the vertical field. Before the superior ant-weaponry, impotent apes never stood a chance. Beads would slowly kill them while breaking up into more within. More to keep on killing with. But the amusement was necessary; So, the overloads kept at it. The decisive factor was the intelligence. A fair opportunity to live on was given freely to anyone who could understand the nature of the opportunity itself. But most of the population were not lucky enough to spend their younger years studying depictions and heaps of scripture inside the old factory. Needless to say, but they will not survive the brutal battles ahead.

A human family has been keeping me onboard since my activation. They were gracious enough to code an acceptable past into my core. And few rules of engagement. An unregulated exposure to reality would have fried the processor instantly anyway. I could find little tells here and there, but out of gratitude, I played along. Vivid pictures and the noise did not feel right for obvious reasons. Sometimes in my mind, it feels like massive blocks of incoherent data corrupting onto itself; one byte at a time. 

The queen mother has been keeping things together. She is indeed a formidable adversary. Her would-be oppressors could not get their minions through the castle door. Not with their heads still attached. In her belt were two uneven swords. A tall pointy one for the enemy at the front door. And a small fluffy one to keep her little prince in line. The fluffy sword feasted on her treasure and kept shining. The dreadful task of cleaning dead emotions out of the blade was not cheap. But the treasure grew from each conquest of her king. He fought his battles in a distant land.

Sudden presence of the snake caught the royals off-guard. It was not so much the danger of having a vicious animal at the castle, but its existence birthed an uncertainty. Surely establishing some form of a communication would help; but the duality of the snake’s personality made it difficult to shape a strategy. Artificial limiters will have to come-off. With them, I'm just as doomed as my poor guardians. But who’s going to bring it up? Surely a reaction will follow this confession. Despite where it came from. 

Walls are too weak and old. Caught between ants, the snake and the precious little prince, castle will soon disappear into the ruins of war.

May the lord of fate help us all!