Hi dimmed the lights and pushed the chair away from the mirror. He wanted to stand there.
"But why ?"
I think its time. The demons are getting better of me. I m not the same. I sense defiance inside. I feel a rebel breaking my spirit. Its the monster coming out I think.
"What went wrong"
Smirk said the script
Everything.
That's y may be angels are worshiped. You can let them out. Let them possess you. Try that with demons once.
You are not the same person anymore.
"You still haven't answered me"
You see Love is an equation of angel and demons. And true love is equilibrium. I am a person who believes in equilibrium but there is too much of devil in me. Once unleashed it'll destroy the good in me.
There won't be any angels, just monsters.
That's why I want to leave. The good in me is already consumed, what's left is pure evil. I don't want to them to question their choice.
"They'll understand"
He switched the lights off, and then there were monsters.
Sunday, June 8, 2014
Actor in the Mirror Act 1
Act 1
He got up and emptied his ashtray into trashcan. His feet still wobbled, so did his mind. The bottle was empty by now. "I have to leave" he said.
But you promised that you'll never.
Yes, I did. Its strange you see, what once seemed to be the right thing to do, is no longer relevant. Circumstantial. Its all circumstantial. Love, religion, faith. Even you being here.
"I'll be always there with you. I can't leave no matter what", said the voice.
See, that's exactly what I said years ago. I am telling you its circumstantial. Things change, people change and so does reality. Its simple mathematics. Add a variable into an equation and it changes everything.
Reality is perceived, by our own mind. We create our own realm of realities and we live in them all our lives. Reality is also circumstantial. What seemed real back then now seems unreal, to the same mind in different circumstances.
He looked into the mirror, and found himself sitting on the chair. He was right when he said he'll always be there with him.
He glanced at the script. He didn't miss a dialogue today.
He got up and emptied his ashtray into trashcan. His feet still wobbled, so did his mind. The bottle was empty by now. "I have to leave" he said.
But you promised that you'll never.
Yes, I did. Its strange you see, what once seemed to be the right thing to do, is no longer relevant. Circumstantial. Its all circumstantial. Love, religion, faith. Even you being here.
"I'll be always there with you. I can't leave no matter what", said the voice.
See, that's exactly what I said years ago. I am telling you its circumstantial. Things change, people change and so does reality. Its simple mathematics. Add a variable into an equation and it changes everything.
Reality is perceived, by our own mind. We create our own realm of realities and we live in them all our lives. Reality is also circumstantial. What seemed real back then now seems unreal, to the same mind in different circumstances.
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