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YOU play video games to feel powerful. I play video games to feel new, previously undiscovered shades of grief and sadness. we are NOT the same.
Sometimes Tommy expects to wake up in limbo
Limbo. A treehouse
09
The Messengers pad through scorched fields, their targets in their view. They, unlike the Shepherd, do not pity the husks nor their stories, they do as told.
Their masks merely accessories to the red beauty, made to contain themselves. Their faces fragile beauty.
Their targets, often unconscious, always receive : you cannot escape from what makes you. They become unaware of the process, shielded from the pain. A mercy.
Over time they begin to forget, it is of no worries, they do not need to remember.
It is easier when they forget.
...
The Messengers return home once the job is done, there is nothing for them there.
The promise of repetition
Is a weak peace of mind,
Dangling like the balance
Of rickshaws,
Shared one and two-ways
Derailing thoughts
To the station tracks for long
And then, and then
…
.
The promise of repitition
Is of no reprieve from
Moans of limbs
As you hung on the mountain, the
Little helper a rope on your waist
And with the stopper
Called friend,
A human;
A dog;
A cat;
A plant;
A memory;
A sentiment;
A friend;
.
…A person.
.
Repitition is of a phase—
Should be a phase,
For staying in limbo
Bears lightness
No person could take
Without risking all
For the sake of
Finding
A peace.
ᴵᵗ'ˢ ᶠʳᵉᵉᶻⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ʰᵉʳᵉ...
Whatever I see him - strong motherly urges awake in me
Limbo
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