Five-Hundred Word Challenge 512: Very Sudden for Them

Scaling and oscillating around itself whilst also moving upward, outward, inward, and downward, circular and yet never meeting despite passing through like spirits on the streets and rubbing the shoulders with the grass on the fields and watching it all drift on by, as the clouds move like the wind in the sails.

A delicious delectable desire distraught that which can only be imagined and screened on the seasons of the earth, but there can only be a funk ultimatum when we all prick the plaster of the lint that we think is only going to be bothersome over time rather than as something that is over a mysterious distance that distorts along the line where the land meets the image and the heat rises out from the dry soils. It seems to wave in ways that we don’t think about, but do see. It operates and distorts but as we get closer it gets farther away. Is it even worth pursuing?

The shapes form and separate and reform and lead to something new and different and yet old and familiar all the same. There is a space and a build and a fall and a rise and a crash and a sink and swim and beat and hit and pulse and throb and cast and set and sun and observation, but there is little else to connect these other than in forms of the illusory.

But I digress.

Of course, soaring over soundscapes and landscapes and seeing new worlds elliptical and translucent is what I truly crave, but there needs to be some sort of tempering of the expectations, for the worlds that I am trying to let myself be exposed to is merely one of an illusory nature and I don’t know as to where this will all go, or all lead to, but I do need to get into my ship of space and fly across and over the landscapes and see many creatures that could easily pass for figurines at such a distance of proximity, but of course they will transform into full beasts of majestic natures once the approaching commences and possibly completes. Maybe they will become as such before the landing.

Maybe they will be curious, maybe they will be afraid. Maybe it will all be very sudden for them, but there is only one way to tell and that is through the process of doing rather than the process of observing from a distance. However, this is one observation that will have to be ignored for the time being as there are other avenues that need to be pursued and explored. There are other forms of space in which I need to get to and see and like a form of oil that leads to a form of becoming, I need to become flat and like the oil that I so wish to avoid in order to become just like it but I also need to see the long glowing crest of light.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:02:80

Not sure if I should be spending more time on these or not at the moment. There’s a lot on the plate and it needs to be consumed.

Still. This one is more of an exercise, I think. I was looking for imagery and that’s what I think I produced.

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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