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World before Time
I see a world infront of me.Its strange,quite odd,a bit funny,though it doesn't make me laugh.The world infront of me is a sight one could never imagine.The sky is brown in colour,just like the colour of earth after it rains and the ground I am standing on and which I can clearly feel under my feet,is deep blue in colour,the colour of sky after it rains.My eyes see peculiar things now.I don't want to believe what I see, but they are my eyes,how can I distrust them ?
When I walk on this crystal blue earth,my skin feels cold.Infront of me,I see mountains,huge and mighty,heaps of dirt matted brown,upside down.Yes,they are upside down.These huge,mighty elevations are standing on their tips,sound and steady,not moving,not swaying.
And there are birds,walking on the ground with me as if they don't know how to use their wings and there are animals,sitting high on top branches of the trees,as if not knowing how to come down.
There are ships, flying in the sky,their captains shouting strange words in high and low voices and there are trains,long enough to carry thousands of passengers,running in the lakes while emitting dense,sharp smoke from the metal chimney,but empty from inside.
And lakes,they are huge,like an ocean and oceans,they have turned as small as a puddle and a pink frog bathes in it,untill all his colour got mixed in the ocean's water contaminating its pure blue into hazel pink and it can not turn back to blue until a blue frog comes and bathes in it.Like this,the ocean keeps changing its colours.
The sun I saw above my head, isn't red or white but yellow,the usual bright yellow that makes your pupils contracts but....it is as small as a hen's egg and it lies in the centre of dusty brown sky, illuminating this odd world.
And when I take steps farther,I realize that it getting darker and unlike the butterflies that were walking on the ground while carrying their eggs in their hands,there are owls that swim in the lakes and wolves that howl on the top branch of the potato trees.It gets darker and darker as I step further,making me realize I am dwelling in the world of Night,yet when I reach the threshold,I found a huge white globe,as huge as the earth itself, enormous,mighty,great hanging from the sky.Its dim,white light illuminating the world of Night.Its the moon,as I guessed,and went ahead to touch it as it is so large that it is almost near me.I touched it,caressing its uneven,ruffian surface with my fingers, feeling proud as I always wanted to touch the moon.As I walked around it,touching the craters on its face,It moves with my hand's touch just like a ball swinging from the ceiling.How strange! even though its so enormous,its as light as a single feather.
As I walk along it,I realized that I am on the other side of this world.The moon was huge enough to take me on the other end of horizon.I am glad though,I wonder if I could find any people here.
This land where I am standing now,I wonder if its Moscow, Pennsylvania,Yemen or Texas ? I don't know.Its as strange as the first one but still I found no people,just snakes creeping on the sky and horses swimming in the lakes.I see something else though, something different.
As I walked,I felt as if I pricked my feet on something.I ignored the pain but then I saw the warm blood dripping from the cold flesh of my heel.As I knelt down,I saw a breathtaking view.Tiny,as tiny as our teeth,there are millions of stars scattered around my feet on the ground.Dead but shining yellow,little stars twinkling around me.They were the reason of my injured feet but they were not to blame,I am.They were just lying there,at there place,and I choosed that path myself and got myself pricked.
This is what we call life, doesn't we ?
Life was just there, sleeping soundly in its warm bed,yet we came to disturb it and now we are all disturbed.None the life,nor we can sleep now.
Still I am not going to let this happen.I am going to change my route.Thats what we should have done long time ago.We shouldn't have disturbed life and kept ourselves in the chamber of death.Yet we moved towards what we thought was life and snatched it from its deep slumber like a baby snatching the milk bottle from his mother's hand and betrayed death.Still death was loyal,and it said that it will surely come back to take revenge from life,and will,in future snatch us from its lap and this time,will never ever let us escape from its cold chamber.
Not repeating the same mistake we made millenniums ago,I decided to change my path.But where to go ?
If I leave this shining shimmering path of tiny stars,the other one I have to choose is the fire river.Yes,there is a huge river,filled with blazing fire reaching high up as if arguing about something with the sky.
Should I have to take this path ?
Will I be alive if I stepped into this fire ?
Am I even alive ?
Is this path the route of my escape from this strange world ?
How would I know,if I don't take a step further ?
I said as I took a step forward in the crimson,blazing river of this vehement fire.
To be continued...
~Sakura Sakka
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When I walk on this crystal blue earth,my skin feels cold.Infront of me,I see mountains,huge and mighty,heaps of dirt matted brown,upside down.Yes,they are upside down.These huge,mighty elevations are standing on their tips,sound and steady,not moving,not swaying.
And there are birds,walking on the ground with me as if they don't know how to use their wings and there are animals,sitting high on top branches of the trees,as if not knowing how to come down.
There are ships, flying in the sky,their captains shouting strange words in high and low voices and there are trains,long enough to carry thousands of passengers,running in the lakes while emitting dense,sharp smoke from the metal chimney,but empty from inside.
And lakes,they are huge,like an ocean and oceans,they have turned as small as a puddle and a pink frog bathes in it,untill all his colour got mixed in the ocean's water contaminating its pure blue into hazel pink and it can not turn back to blue until a blue frog comes and bathes in it.Like this,the ocean keeps changing its colours.
The sun I saw above my head, isn't red or white but yellow,the usual bright yellow that makes your pupils contracts but....it is as small as a hen's egg and it lies in the centre of dusty brown sky, illuminating this odd world.
And when I take steps farther,I realize that it getting darker and unlike the butterflies that were walking on the ground while carrying their eggs in their hands,there are owls that swim in the lakes and wolves that howl on the top branch of the potato trees.It gets darker and darker as I step further,making me realize I am dwelling in the world of Night,yet when I reach the threshold,I found a huge white globe,as huge as the earth itself, enormous,mighty,great hanging from the sky.Its dim,white light illuminating the world of Night.Its the moon,as I guessed,and went ahead to touch it as it is so large that it is almost near me.I touched it,caressing its uneven,ruffian surface with my fingers, feeling proud as I always wanted to touch the moon.As I walked around it,touching the craters on its face,It moves with my hand's touch just like a ball swinging from the ceiling.How strange! even though its so enormous,its as light as a single feather.
As I walk along it,I realized that I am on the other side of this world.The moon was huge enough to take me on the other end of horizon.I am glad though,I wonder if I could find any people here.
This land where I am standing now,I wonder if its Moscow, Pennsylvania,Yemen or Texas ? I don't know.Its as strange as the first one but still I found no people,just snakes creeping on the sky and horses swimming in the lakes.I see something else though, something different.
As I walked,I felt as if I pricked my feet on something.I ignored the pain but then I saw the warm blood dripping from the cold flesh of my heel.As I knelt down,I saw a breathtaking view.Tiny,as tiny as our teeth,there are millions of stars scattered around my feet on the ground.Dead but shining yellow,little stars twinkling around me.They were the reason of my injured feet but they were not to blame,I am.They were just lying there,at there place,and I choosed that path myself and got myself pricked.
This is what we call life, doesn't we ?
Life was just there, sleeping soundly in its warm bed,yet we came to disturb it and now we are all disturbed.None the life,nor we can sleep now.
Still I am not going to let this happen.I am going to change my route.Thats what we should have done long time ago.We shouldn't have disturbed life and kept ourselves in the chamber of death.Yet we moved towards what we thought was life and snatched it from its deep slumber like a baby snatching the milk bottle from his mother's hand and betrayed death.Still death was loyal,and it said that it will surely come back to take revenge from life,and will,in future snatch us from its lap and this time,will never ever let us escape from its cold chamber.
Not repeating the same mistake we made millenniums ago,I decided to change my path.But where to go ?
If I leave this shining shimmering path of tiny stars,the other one I have to choose is the fire river.Yes,there is a huge river,filled with blazing fire reaching high up as if arguing about something with the sky.
Should I have to take this path ?
Will I be alive if I stepped into this fire ?
Am I even alive ?
Is this path the route of my escape from this strange world ?
How would I know,if I don't take a step further ?
I said as I took a step forward in the crimson,blazing river of this vehement fire.
To be continued...
~Sakura Sakka
© All Rights Reserved
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