Dear M:
I write to you now as I would have known you since the birth
of eternity... As you are an unreal and kind of an irrelevant universal
construction I think I could touch some particles with my field of
energy and this is the reason why I am now standing here in a material
corner trying to break through the deepest notions and get to you in an
abstract window of silvery thoughts.
Yesterday I have been out in
search of an answer and as the street was propelling me in a windy
direction towards the dark horisons, my mind drifted away to the green
and rainy places where you could be found . With my heart on the table,
betting my own life on the touch of a key I'm building up fences of this
new world of reason , might and maybe expectation, not throwing
everything away but gathering it all in a bag of inner balance that has
been stabilising me for the past time... I have been shattering your
world from outside your life and as far as I can now see it might not
have been enough since I am now touching black matter in search for some
magnetic impossible link... As bolts of light reveal my once passive
attitude towards awareness my head rises in search for the cutting spark
of movement leaving me broken in a flash where the ground of the
unknown is shaking bellow my orientatively straight position ending a
concept that once was mine, thus taking me to your different world
experience and your distinct structure of uncertainty because you do not
exist as a being but you are in theory the relative notion of confort.
If you open yourself to me I will free your existence and transfer you
to a land of translucid forgetfullness while a memory of you will be
lost behind on Earth. If this is not your wish then so be it you will
always face your unconceous guilt upon living in a written letter
forever.
Watch me burn and I will watch you sink into the revelator reverie on the edge of endless teardrops of sincerity ...
Regards...
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