INMOST SUN
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In the winter the fabric of the universe began to explode
with a particularly loud bang. Bonded only with my affections
and aspirations, She could not withstand the influx of
hopelessness that came together with the first snow. I confess
that I myself did not show sufficient resistance, I was even
wondering what this lead - way through life on the road of
self-destruction, experiencing the bitter joy of another bridge
burned behind themselves. Wandering at night through the
deserted streets, becoming almost intangible, driven by cold
wind and chased unspoken words. And when the cold loneliness
became particularly strong, I felt the approaching end of my
journey - emptiness. Zero. Nothing. Darkness. It captures me,
filled my consciousness, crushing the remnants of humanity.
Immobilized without giving a chance to escape. And I realized -
a few more steps this direction, or even just sleep and I'll
completely erased.
And then came spring. Slowly permeating into every snowdrift
washing and melting the face of the earth frozen mud, the sun
tells me - live! Developed stand beam, bring light, love
life, dig my heart out of the sand. I felt that
larvae devour my memory, become butterflies, and
depart, and the darkness melts filled with light.
World remains the same. People do not become more happy and
love one another. Renaissance broken shower and do not come.
But I know now exactly what it is always there, inside
me - hidden sun
