Joining the circle holding hands tightly they watched the bright light over their heads, straight up… No one blinking, it was a situation of awe of mere tran(sand)ance…
Time had stopped it was frozen for all 4 of them a loud echo of a longing female voice in the background fading and emerging in crest and troughs. there is no sky or earth for the preliminaries to form an acquainted platform which is a trickery by the mind to find support but not this event is not even suspended in oblivion it is very much real,, I pinch you now u my man, just ahead, and hey boy, did u feel it ..
the deep in ur skin thing I did it just now… and with the intensity it came, it now lingers with a sweet memorable aftereffect like the after taste of mint.. the slight twitch of tongue feels it.
A drop of mercury has just got separated from the main element and if u compare both they both are complete and potent, the drop comes from the main element but isolated it is the main element if the main mercury vanishes then none but it "the Drop" suffices.
A monochromatic ray of sound without any drums and bass to support it adrubtly stops to give space, pregneant to start again, as if you are standing on the edge of a sledge and I push it just on the edge and it goes down, u indeed want it to roll and go down but there is a bit of hesitation the fear in the stomach justified and has its place but once done u want it repeated till infinity as an addiction loop processing itself,
coming back to the original premise of the bright light the people in the circle have vanished - oh you didn’t realize u moron, in the between time till I carried you away in the willies and woollies of my enticing passages of sweet nothings they were all prepared to be submerged into that big round color less mass. Also to mention initially it was white but then it was not supposed to be.. it can have its own will. Why only humans would do that and feel exclusive. The event is such which is hard to transmit.
The band is loud on the background with fast beats remixed local style and the Indian groom is going on the horse face covered the mayhem following him Irony at its best. On the contrary the owl sits quietly in peace but "ALERT" in great darkness in large fields. Watching human less eons.
Are we ready for the unknown.
It(unknown) seeps in slowly so we feel comfortable but over time the arena is again new compared to the old. Time makes it seemless. And we in coma don’t give a damn fuck.
How beautiful ///// \\\\\\
Laila Lee.
