Monday, April 02, 2007

Catharsis

.. and the glass shatters, breaking into a million pieces, as the first ray of light, hits his make believe world. This moment was bound to come, he tried to avert it by weaving more fantasies, like a pigeon closing his eyes to a cat. But the real master likes to weave his own yarn, shredding his Kevlar into pieces, without a care in world. Just when he thought it was all about to end, it just stopped millimeters away from his heart. Everything froze in that moment, literally froze, he could see his defenses blown to smithereens. Still, yes still is the right word or might be not, it was so still. The cow webs were disintegrating, floating like snow flakes in the air around him, this was the catharsis. He was feeling so light, so free, he felt he could fly ...

When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
-Bob Dylan

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I have read this post more than five times now, every time I want to put in a comment, somehow I feel my words wouldn't give justice to yours. Every time I read this I get a different perspective. A dreamer hopelessly lost in his dream, a person with Schizophrenia or a person who cannot differentiate between fantasy and reality. :-) But the million dollar question is, what was Navee thinking?

naVee said...

Alas, there is no interesting answer to that :-)