pSeWeY

Today, for some different seconds, I was looking for that end of my real image.

Everything was so slow and every action that I saw was for me. THEY had to stop and... THEY did.
I sucked their faces. I mumbled a fairy tale for them. The tale's characters were sitting in silence in my pockets. I smashed them with my fingertips. I laughed loud to kick out the damn cold.

I went away from THEM to see the big picture, I put my earphones, I clicked play and...
THEY started to run with no direction. Normally, do THEY have a direction? Rhetorical...

Then, I walked by them and their no mouth scream was serious. THEY felt the pavement with their faces. I got hungry and I ran.

So...

rIdDlO

Today... different seconds... always steps... the breathing stopped.

Big colored spots blinded everyone. It was fantastic because I saw people finally... not machines.
I sat on the beautiful bench ever and thought... nothing... nothing happened actually.

The machines resumed their rushed walking.

... and I am happy that I can use their flat brains.

KNob

Last night at 11:30 I was jogging on the Danube strip.

1 degree below 0.

It was fantastic to kill my devils by freezing them. 1 km later I wasn't feeling the cold at all, but my internal organs were pulsing and hurting as hell... wouldn't have stopped at all, I even accelerated, couldn't see for moments because of the tears, the wind was like some sharp knives dipped in analgesic, my face was numbed, the thoughts were gone... I was nothing in the freezing nothingness... for the body was tough, but for the mind was ... (the word wasn't invented).

I stopped. I bent forward to catch a good breath. The mind-softness continued. I've straighten up and... all the cars and the people walking were gone.

It was a suspicious silence. I walked on, enjoyed the loneliness and let the wind to blow the sweat on my face and after a while...

I saw them....