How Moons Die by Touch

[Chimeraof1999 1187]

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This is not an IC event or anything, it is just the schizoramblings of a lost soul. This paper can be taken IRP if need be.

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How Moons Die by Touch

 

There is no depth like slumber, the eternal nights gaze upon the stars like eons and eons of nightly rests.

For a moon is a soft pillow, or maybe a bed.

It halts you, like a barrier, from proceeding forth to that one fatal summer.

 

Slumber is beyond reach of immortal and mortal mind, no experience can be like slumber.

You fall to your own moon, it asks you questions. 

You answer, as if you have answered them before.

 

"What is your name?"

"My name is beyond."

 

"What is your purpose?"

"To live."

 

"What does it mean to live?"

". . ."

 

You stare blankly at its chalky, stone body and its concreted barrier as your eyes gleam across its endless structure. There is no barrier like this, no material in the world that can stop you from dreaming.

 

Can dreaming be truly eternal? Or is it a temporary omen to what defines.

 

"You seem troubled."

"Sleep is endless here."

 

"That isn't true, you eventually wake, no?"

"Waking is that true escape, this is reality."

 

"How can you tell?"

"Because I can feel here, feel your stone and rock."

 

"But is that truly your discovery?"

"How do you mean?"

 

"Is it truly a reality to sit in vastness and void, to sit and stare into nothingness?"
". . . Not truly."

 

"Then how is it not the escape?"

"Because you do not judge me like they do, for my creation and my birth."

 

That moons surface overrode itself, shifting and changing to be less of terrain and more soft silk.

"No reality can be stretched like this, not without a Creator's intent."

 

I lost that vastness.

There was death, there is no dreaming. Only a minor slumber that doesn't take me to that destination anymore. That little moon, that little barrier, the soft pillow between my head and the ground no longer breathes or lives.

 

I lost that.

I lost all of it.

 

Goodbye, Little Moon.

 

 

[KeiaTypeBeat 3277]

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