Dear You,
You may not know me personally, but I think I'm already familiar to you.
(a prose x poetry from Niume)
UPDATE: Niume is going to shut down this October 2017, so I decided to shut down my account there (sorry guys if I deleted it, I hope yo...
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I cannot even tell you how I feel right now, as I believe that my whole entire life is in complete danger. Imagine, there were many inconveniences, all because of the greed of the so-called "higher-ups." Somehow, these problems might be petty, but there are some who don't take it like a grain of salt.
Screw those inconveniences, and obstacles. In a sea of nuisance blahs, I finally gave up searching for that thing I just dropped.
I was impatient. Agitated. Worst, disgruntled. Lunatic plugging, I could say. All thanks to the sky's negative tone. It means something. Well, some force of evil that will benefit the bigwigs who run the whole entire thing.
You know what I mean.
Then I realize, your face is etched on my mind.
I cannot let you out of my mind. Never. I cannot even move a bit, you know. Somehow, your innate presence would slow me down; sometimes make me crazy, and occasionally, would make me twist my facial expressions. It was a mix of both yin and yang; I cannot imagine how my life will be, if there's no external innate presence that I feel?
Now, lay yourself down. Let's talk. Only the two of us.
What do you see? What do you see in front of you?
Remember that face. That voice. That name. Remember those gestures. Remember those words. Remember the flow of speech; the stream of consciousness you'll record into your mind. Remember that being. Tell me what her name is. Tell me who she is. Tell me how she looks to you. Tell me the yin and yang that you feel. Finally, tell me everything about her, by using your gut.
Do you see any obstacle? Do you see, hear, or even feel anything that is outside the perception that was given to you? Could you breath the air of what you have recorded on your insides? Could you see the beauty that no one could even appreciate? Could you even hear the melody in that tone that no one has ever heard?
Now, close your eyes.
What do you see?
If you see something other than infinite darkness, then don't tell me what it is. Tell me if you have finished your journey, while keeping your eyes closed.
Nevertheless, if I see a smile in your face, tell me everything.
Now, open your eyes.
Tell me everything, this time, from your heart, mind, and soul.
