Silence and ice.. The time is a shadow of nature… I'll draw my piece of a dream that I have seen a few days ago during my late morning sleep…
I took my pyjama pants in my hands, wait.. there are some thoughts about how people fall down. The decent man (it seemed like that), John lives his pretty closed, modest and simple life. He strives to quickstep to new peaks of his life… To get and possess his own independence in financial field, who knows, maybe it was his way to survive in this pseudo-cruel world. However, what is his real poison? I think that probable answer on this question is that he tries to be in the middle, or, maybe, among the gold society. Somewhere, between snobbish smart-asses and geeks who knows that they really are "the geeks" but don't want to admit it. Whatever…
June is the month..young month, smells like fresh trees'n'grass, and so shiny that you getting blinded in a while of all times, especially when go out from your pad… He got a new acquaintance with a beautiful girl. Her name was Ellie Her look was like a full moon during summer night which went down and swam on the background of hardly burned till the end day. Her eyes made every man, even if he was intricated or self-obsessed, one would absolutely go wild about. The same effect John has got.
John's eyes told about only the one thing - interest. Everybody of us or not everyone knows that it is quite enough half of a second to fall in love. He fell… He did it… He became something else, he became someone else… The silhouette of this girl stuck in his brain and broke all the pieces of his inner mind. All his dreams were put away for later… Love is a condition of shit, a big one. You might be knowing that. Trembling voice and gestures wanted to tell what the hell you are so sweet, however they just have told: "Hi, I like your speech about vegetarianism. I've never visited such events at the University, even after external examinations. This one made me curious about what the vegetarianism means in the people's lives". Her ears heard, eyes answered him that she belongs to him but never seen it, never read, he was like a blind like dumb. However, despite these signs, she responded him that has been touched but in the manner like she was The Snow Queen.
I saw how your Rome was ruinated…
John fell in love, fell in ruins. The building of his career stopped a bit, even I would say had colossal drawbacks. Because thought about this girl floated up every minute. The strain has assumed a powerful strength that it was just one action to be done - ask her out. However, this is another story…
From early youth John have hadn't adorable experince with girls. He was soft, shy, inconfident, probably his self-esteem was lower than a ground floor. His personal life has been covered with a lack of luck because of fear. It was execution for him to ask a girl out, he never dared, the fear has completely consumed him from inside, he has given up to it. John has fallen on the bottom where no light was seen.
Poor guy, John became a victim who was pressed between two walls: Fear and Ignorance. He couldn't concentrate on himself. Instead of expressing feelings
to Ellie, he wounded fatal his inferiority complex. It made a lusty bleeding of consequences like it was mentioned before: Fear and Ignorance. The Fear because it is difficult to kill your flawed ego and rise above yourself, overcome this empty feeling of win. The Ignorance because it allows to kick the external irritants out of you. Just need to concentrate on your problems, on your small world. Even so, I've never noticed how your life is passing by and collapses like a house of cards.
John has met Ellie, the truth is that it happened 8 years later after the graduation from the University. Both of them felt the damage which was brought on the silver platter by the fate. She had a daughter in the age of 6 who curiously asked: "Mommy, who is that man?" Ellie told: "He is an old mate of mine"
My pants on and go to bad.. Sleeping is the best thing in the world. The fate of the world is predicted after full-fledged sleep.
Good night
Eugene Felon (c)