So as yours and mine. PARADISE
Paraiso.
It is said of the place, utopian, existing only by product of our subjectivity, our imagination.
Sometimes, I'd have a head for that.
blind me, stop seeing "beyond" to start seeing "more academic."
not open eyes.
just let myself go without Tenran to be thinking that I should let go.
just do without thinking about the yesterdays and the days that follow ...
But let our nature is so contradictory to our approach.
The ambiguity is killing us, killing us slowly.
The absurd is a cyanide pill, which require us to take sides.
This life, devoid of new landscapes paradise and ...
Will we dying slowly?
I do not know.
I just know I'm here.
I'm with you.
do I have my eyes closed.
And I try to keep them so.
And I imagine that paradise.
I imagine real, tangible, achievable and what is different.
my humanity, as human or better than yours, it makes me mad embrace ideas.
Crazy, absurd, stupid, lacking good reason.
The hug entercen me, I will not let go.
The thought fills me with a warm feeling that sadness numbs me.
But like everything else lately, vanish.
They leave with the same immediacy with which they appeared. Only
is this darkness.
That darkness in my eyes closed.
then I think, and I think.
We are together again, as before, as never before.
both eyes open, staring into the darkness.
We talked, we occupy our time in feel.
Sometimes we imagine, you and me. Holding hands
.
no matter the distance, no matter the silence.
In this space, you suddenly feel so, so ours.
PDTA: sorry for the delay, I'm as partial. I miss you so, I-san's soul.
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