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Hot Air BalloonStand in the middle of your room and tell me how lonely you feel. DO you feel very lonely or just a little? When you feel lonely, you think of all the people that you've brought into that room, don't you? Some people have come into that room on several occasions. Several people have gone into room only once or twice before.
Boys and girls, men and women have been into that room. They have sat on your chairs, lay in your bed, and leaned against your walls and dresser. They've watched you find things on the internet or watched movies on your TV.
Now how lonely do you feel?
What if there were no people to remember? What if none of things ever happen? No one lying in your bed making fun of you, sitting in your chairs, leaning against your walls or dresser. No one watching TV with you or watching things on your computer.
How loud has your room been? So much so that your and all of those people were told to leave? What if it's been no louder than that massive taps of your keyboard?
What if y
HurricaneIt seems so simple, doesn't it? Nothing more than moving at a slow pace, as if there are no obstacles or worries; it's all simply powered by invisible forces. Sometimes they bring us a cool shade for a short time or blot out the sun completely. Sometimes they make things nicer, other times they are never around.
But when you start to consider what it is that drives them, what it is that moves them, are they without worry?
It's hard to comprehend moving at over 150 MPH, isn't it? How about rising and falling constantly? What about all the other forces like heat, moisture, altitude, pressure?
What about all the obstacles that can cause them to grow taller than anything man could ever construct? What about all the things they over come within a day?
Constantly rising at their largest barriers, growing seemingly angrier by the second as warm air rushes up the sides of those barriers dragging moisture and force feeding the once happy clouds we enjoyed into a near deadly force.
They rise, ge
AloneIt's very boring here. It's all the same to me. Its all the same and it will always be the same. I know everything and that means there is nothing more to know. So what do I do? Do I just keep doing it?
I have to. There is nothing else to do but to do it. It seems like the time here never changes. But the clock with the hands that are the same length is always moving and always repeating.
I wake up at different times. I go to sleep at different times. I'm never really sure when I eat but the clock is always different.
Is it nine-twenty-five or five-forty-five?
I'm hungry so that must mean it is time to eat the same thing I always eat.
I always wonder the same things after I eat: Why does the clock have two hands of the same size? Why does the time always seem the same? Why isn't there anymore to know?
But the thoughts always go away and my head remains quiet for most of the time. All I ever hear is the vague ringing in my ears whenever there is silence.
Where I am I have nothing to do
ReminderIt's like a strange dream here; it's quiet and cold and slightly out of focus. I never seem to question why I am where I am or why it's cold or why it's always twilight.
So, I have to wonder now why I am standing in the middle of the road. I have to wonder why the air is making my fingers numb. I have to wonder why the time never changes here.
Why does this street have so many cars and so many trees and yet I am the only one here? Why don't I ever move from this spot? If this is a dream, then why do I always "feel"?
I always thought you were supposed to be numb in dreams; you can't feel pain or weight. But it's not true, is it? You can feel alone, aware of your surroundings. My imagination has become vivid and so those old truths become lies.
I can feel pain, I can feel wind, I can feel weight. I can feel cold even though it looks like summer here. I feel alone when there are so many cars for so many people.
What I see and what I feel may not always be the same. It looks warm but is re
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