Post #69:
Since this is my 69th post on this journal, i wanted to do something special, something that i didnt think about, that i just wrote, kinda like my Poetry.
I closed my eyes, cracked my knuckles and started typing, no backspaces and not reading it back until i was COMPLETELY finished.
This is the Result.
its Called 'A Short Story About A Lie'
A bond of two. Two total opposites that meet in the middle of the world for their only sanity.
"I propose a dealing"
"What would that might be?"
"This dealing involves a simple gesture"
"Oh, sounds fair...what may that be, i ask?"
"Believing in something for one night"
"Believing? What would that word mean?"
"It means to trick yourself into thinking of something that isnt there"
"isnt that called a Lie?'
"For now, its called Believing"
Those two polar opposites, you see, are classicly a two person deal. cant get one without the other, its who they are. Ying/Yang, Right/Left, Heart/Soul.
"Okay, ill believe for now. What may i believe in?"
"I want you to believe in the spirit of Santa with me"
"Wait...Santa isnt r-"
"Thats why i told you to believe"
"Oh, okay then. I will believe with you"
"Splended. Let us sit by the fireplace, snuggle up in blankets and wait for him to come down the chimmeny"
"But..."
"Shush. Believe with me.."
One side is called 'Dreamer', the type of person that just wants everything to just be 'Television' perfect. This one seems to not understand that nothing comes as easy and theres alot more mess out there then what you see in commercials.
The other side is called "Urgency', this one is the more 'i can see it how it is' then 'oh, that didnt happen'. The type of person that can see through the glitter, all the false pretenses, all the lies that Dreamer seems to believe to be real.
"Hey Urgency..."
"Yeah, Dreamer?"
"Now, i know that the real meaning of Christmas isnt about presents, but something FAR bigger, but i wanna know..."
"Yes?"
"What did you wish for this year?"
"...I wished for a good nights sleep"
"Silly boy, you wish that EVERY year!"
"Fine, i wish for folie a deux for us"
"A what? Is that like, a new phone or something?"
"No, its actually a-...you know what? Nevermind, okay?"
"You sure? I could go looking for it if Santa doesnt bring it..."
"Yeah, im sure...If i dont get it this year, ill try agian next year"
When they meet in the middle of the world, the sanity they think they had seems to subside and is replaced by something more definate
"Uh, Dreamer?"
"Hmm?"
"Would you hate me for falling asleep during this Believing foolishness?"
"Ill be slightly upset.."
"But will you forgive me? Im alittle tired..."
"Fine. You may..but im waking you when Santa comes"
"Alright, night Dreamer"
"Night"
Some may call it unfair, to let these two have contact in such close conditions, that they are allowed touch and somehow still be two. Others call it crazy that when they are two, it drives everyone else insane.
"Urgency, wake up..."
"Did he come?"
"No..No he didnt"
"Oh. then why did you wake me?"
"I need you..."
"Are you in trouble?"
"No"
"Pain?"
"No"
"...Then why do you need me?"
"Folie a deux..."
"Oh."
A madness of two. Two total opposites that meet in the middle of the world for their only sanity. Each Other.
I closed my eyes, cracked my knuckles and started typing, no backspaces and not reading it back until i was COMPLETELY finished.
This is the Result.
its Called 'A Short Story About A Lie'
A bond of two. Two total opposites that meet in the middle of the world for their only sanity.
"I propose a dealing"
"What would that might be?"
"This dealing involves a simple gesture"
"Oh, sounds fair...what may that be, i ask?"
"Believing in something for one night"
"Believing? What would that word mean?"
"It means to trick yourself into thinking of something that isnt there"
"isnt that called a Lie?'
"For now, its called Believing"
Those two polar opposites, you see, are classicly a two person deal. cant get one without the other, its who they are. Ying/Yang, Right/Left, Heart/Soul.
"Okay, ill believe for now. What may i believe in?"
"I want you to believe in the spirit of Santa with me"
"Wait...Santa isnt r-"
"Thats why i told you to believe"
"Oh, okay then. I will believe with you"
"Splended. Let us sit by the fireplace, snuggle up in blankets and wait for him to come down the chimmeny"
"But..."
"Shush. Believe with me.."
One side is called 'Dreamer', the type of person that just wants everything to just be 'Television' perfect. This one seems to not understand that nothing comes as easy and theres alot more mess out there then what you see in commercials.
The other side is called "Urgency', this one is the more 'i can see it how it is' then 'oh, that didnt happen'. The type of person that can see through the glitter, all the false pretenses, all the lies that Dreamer seems to believe to be real.
"Hey Urgency..."
"Yeah, Dreamer?"
"Now, i know that the real meaning of Christmas isnt about presents, but something FAR bigger, but i wanna know..."
"Yes?"
"What did you wish for this year?"
"...I wished for a good nights sleep"
"Silly boy, you wish that EVERY year!"
"Fine, i wish for folie a deux for us"
"A what? Is that like, a new phone or something?"
"No, its actually a-...you know what? Nevermind, okay?"
"You sure? I could go looking for it if Santa doesnt bring it..."
"Yeah, im sure...If i dont get it this year, ill try agian next year"
When they meet in the middle of the world, the sanity they think they had seems to subside and is replaced by something more definate
"Uh, Dreamer?"
"Hmm?"
"Would you hate me for falling asleep during this Believing foolishness?"
"Ill be slightly upset.."
"But will you forgive me? Im alittle tired..."
"Fine. You may..but im waking you when Santa comes"
"Alright, night Dreamer"
"Night"
Some may call it unfair, to let these two have contact in such close conditions, that they are allowed touch and somehow still be two. Others call it crazy that when they are two, it drives everyone else insane.
"Urgency, wake up..."
"Did he come?"
"No..No he didnt"
"Oh. then why did you wake me?"
"I need you..."
"Are you in trouble?"
"No"
"Pain?"
"No"
"...Then why do you need me?"
"Folie a deux..."
"Oh."
A madness of two. Two total opposites that meet in the middle of the world for their only sanity. Each Other.