Mulling…
May 23rd, 2023
I close my eyes and I clearly see a direction. But it is a never ending corridor of locked rooms, barely lit and stale. However there appears to be a purpose, a functional ending to the mundanity, obscure but present in the darkened realms of the unseeable. One day, maybe one of those doors will open and prevent my drift into the darkness beyond.
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1. Meieli | May 24th, 2023 at 12:07 am
There is always light at the end of the long tunnel – what else do we strive for?
2. Lemmz | June 2nd, 2023 at 9:32 pm
That light is hope, an ancestral survival strategy. The corridor could be a path to oblivion, if just one of those doors opened, I may find a room where I am more comfortable or even an exit to a better place. The hope is finding a door that opens not that what’s at the end of the corridor will solve everything.
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