She sat by the edge of the ocean - a spot of her choice, a light sand beach - and watched the shenanigans of waves for hours. Every time a wave appeared to rise and strode towards the shore, she hoped it would bring a corked bottle, with a rolled paper in it and all … Continue reading Answers.
She waited. On that bright autumn afternoon, she waited for him. As promised, as was their ritual, they would meet every other month. They would spend a week together, then he would go back to the life he had chosen. And she would go back to her life, the way she preferred. This was their … Continue reading She waited.
A glaring beam shot into the eye, poses illusory images in the vision, images that do not really exist. The world, yes, this world, it glares you with all it has got, forcing you into a perennial state of illusion. This illusion then, fed by ignorance, mutates into delusion.And so, we live and breathe.