Five-Hundred Word Challenge 331: Finding a new way

Rails upon rails and my mind is reaching for something knew. Something unknown that is beyond the known and the boundaries of knowledge, yet there is something in the way. Something that I am not meant to know.

I am expanding and convulsing in ways that alienate myself from my own being and yet I am merely a person encapsulated in a body.

There is a vast expanse of mountains and valleys that stretch out that are collapsing into themselves and beyond is a sea of water and salt that are mixed in some manner.

The ocean is filled with organisms. There are more organisms than there are versions of me and all I? can do is find myself amazed at the scenario that I envision.

Clouds are as strong as the sky is striking and there are ways around the loop to which I can experience but never explore.

I am twisting and turning and finding a new way to not be whilst still remaining in a form of existence that remains totally and utterly myself.

The hills raise and fall as the gulls beneath rise to the skies above and take their place as one of the many masters of the the air.

All that which has an end begins to shift and loop around upon itself in order to allow a continuous stretch exist that changes the very fabric of its purpose, yet still remaining as distinct and recognisable as it always had and always will be.,

The loops cannot be left. They can be traversed, but until they disconnect all that is on them will forever be stuck on a loop.

The sun heaves and pulses to the time of the wind, almost in a rhythm that feels as unnatural as it does unfamiliar.

The colours dart and spread across the sky, engulfing the blue with reds and oranges with flecks of yellow.

The wind is whispering into the night that comes soon after, changing the mood of the land and the stars shine above, looking down from upon their lofty thrones unto a world for they wish they could reach and hold, yet never will be able to for the world will simply cease to exist before their opportunity to take it will ever arise.

There are two scenarios that split into multiple sections, interweaving and separating from each other, creating patterns  and interlocking segments that cannot  be preened from each other.

I sit here, watching my view, unable to touch or even reach out, yet still  be as part of it as I am separated.

I am expanding and convulsing. I am looking for something else to see, I am looking for something that will reach out beyond my own perception.

The mountains are vast and many and cap the land with edges and beauty.

The land is at peace as the sun rises to and casts its light unto the shadows, bringing the morning rise to all that rise to its grand beauty.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:16:07

I felt the need to write something that was really “wordy” in a sense.
I think I was once again aiming for imagery.

Written at work.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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