Portfolio | by RadaHanana 10 months ago
Bam Boom Boom, And mouths exploded with the truth. Bam Boom Boom, And nothing will be the same again... Our alley drew eternal scars on my skin, and I the child, was jumping among the passing days. The piano playing me in the small room and my father telling a story. The darken shadows will come, we sensed the sign from afar and then forgot. The streets drew on all our scars, they drew eternal paths. They guided us like a mother treading sanguinely with her children on her shoulders, but we fell one after the other. The shadows have come. Bam Boom Boom, It all collapsed... I looked back, I was still at the foot of the mountain. No gear no food, no coat to cover up the night. This dream I saw before, there was a snow storm and I was climbing aimlessly. As if this was my fate and it was calling me. The desert wolf showed up and saved me from myself. The promise of a wonder happening tomorrow if I were to go on. A struggle to save the pieces left, and music became the God of light, and my aim is to lay in his delicate spirit forever. I will never surrender. "The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born must first destroy a world. The bird flies to God. That God's name is Abraxas." Hermann Hesse, Demian. A struggle, two struggles, three and more. I managed to crack a fissure and see the sun. Beautiful warmth entered the egg, as if God was stretching me a rope to cling to. The struggle continues and the rift grows as I race the trees to the top of the mountains, and I will never stop.
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