Images being seared into my mind at thirty frames per second a pain I could only describe as a mouthful of acid mwlting away all innocence I could ever know seconds minutes pain suffering my body shaking my mind off in that far off place where it tries as hard as it may to save what is left of its self regardless of what I have to do with out it chalk up an other trauma for one who has never had a hard day in his life but such is living good hard bad painful frame after frame always slowed down just enough to seem as if pain is thee only finite thing in non existence slowed down so deliciously that it can only be savoured by wvery vibrating quaking atom qhich holds all times beings in synch just long enough to prove that there is no time a twenty minute hell intravwnously delivered into a body of tumultuosly dark matter a heart keeping one standing living running the lungs to keep a brain oxyegenated enough to be certin the images are there for the mind when it returns from that far off untouchable place yes here my body will hold that feast of pain and graciously ever so gently cram it down into my mental gullet into a cavern filled qith unahed tears and memories I am not allowed to remember and as irony would have it I find my self Chasing down an other incident to capture on film fate was kind to see fit to give me a practicing run before I forced my self into that situation again so soon and all of a sudden like it could only be my life this happens in I must be stronger than I know and perhaps I helped them to spare an other persons life by simply being in this surreal presence of a harsh true to life reality by raising my camera and not selling my footage to the network news signing off if God is willing for this night and putting down my camera till manana
Posted on: Sat, 29 Mar 2014 01:56:18 +0000
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