tales from an ordinary world

2002-04-29

I watched the light fade around bright eyes. These people own the world, now - we sold it to them, and in time they'll sell it to others. The transactional journey - disappointment to death, but not for these ones, who see the other side of things, for now.

If we were smart, we'd find a way of keeping it this way. Darkness into light. Desperation into dream-fulfilment, The sandman's tears couldn't get in our way. But its ephemerality is a core component, seemingly impossible to remove without taking rhyme and reason with it. The successful ones can't explain in our language. You Just Know.