Lavender Road (460 hits)
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Submitted by Kent got stopped by the cops this morning at 4:30 AM (View user info) at 2005-03-05 11:22:35 EST
(I got stopped by the cops on a morning walk. They didn't do anything, just the usual harass-the-shit-out-of-you bit. When I got home, I started writing to calm down (smoked a little bit, too), and this is what I came up with.)
Eric looked down the barren road, the rosy-rusted desert vibrating in the light of a departing day. The rocks were as red as if they were hand-painted by some spiritual painter, floating around the mesa and carefully coloring each rock with careful, individual precision. The sun, beaming brilliantly over the plane, shot a spectrum of orange and purple over the cloudless pure sky, illustrating the distant monolithic cacti as great dark silhouettes. "The Redwood Trees of the Desert," he called them, as he has passed many gigantic growths in his time here.
He turned completely around, down the other side of the road stretching out east. The dark mountain range, at least several miles far from his current foot-point, looked almost like a collection of black clouds, overshadowing the flat land, which stretches out to meet horizontally where the mountain starts vertically, almost seamlessly.
There, many stars started their manifest destiny over the sky. The black-blue radial gradient spread from the mountain's skyline was neat, at best simple, yet the stars' accentuation made it extraordinary. Nebulae appeared as glowing clouds. Millions of dust-sized suns glowed brilliantly. Meteors flew like birds. Perhaps the night sky isn't so different from that of the day...
Right in the middle of the atmospheric divide, there's the lavender band, where the blue eve meets the red-shaded day, flowing straight down the land. Then directly under, give or take a few thousand feet, there's Eric.
What could it be? Has our young man already reached that divide where you can choose to walk one of two metaphorical sides of the road to one live-long destiny, each drastically different from eachother? To what does each side represent? Or even whom, perhaps?
Or...
Is there a reason that Eric cannot just walk down the lavender-colored road, the place situated in the middle where he can have more time?
If this is the case, then oh how he wishes that he could take hold of the lavender band hanging between light and dark, climb up to where nothing exists, and lay rested, free from the crossfire of the light/dark conflict, with nothing but his thoughts.
But unfortunately, that band is way up in the sky, clear out of his reach, and if he doesn't make his choice, then time certainly will.
Because indifference will do only harm.
And night inevitably falls.
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Submitted by MandaPanda (user info) at 2005-03-06 23:22:51 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Nice.
Submitted by Ka (user info) at 2005-03-05 12:14:46 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by Howie_Felter (user info) at 2005-03-05 11:31:47 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
*yawn*