"There is a light within a person of light, it shines on the whole world. If it does not shine, it is dark."
A trickle of tepid, recent memories bubble and froth to the surface of the mind, eddying. Mesmorizing, drawing one down into its depths, of rememberance, turbulence... A girl, pretty, nice figure. The is no immediate recollection of this one, only guarded, cautioned memories. Sort. Sort. The scenes filter past. Here, like a ghost repeating itself, again, there again... drowned in regret, seemingly dead and lifeless. Hmmm, feelings as well? Struck. Thump. Thump. Attachment! Who is she? Puzzling, such scattered pieces lost, cast adrift in a whirlpool; do I plunge in? Questions? Questions. Nothing fits, no harness to protect me. Put in place, set onto our path for no end; darkness and murky, I can not see to the bottom...
Who is she? Who is she.
Recollections and answers, left awash in the mist, forms dew around a single, floating maple leaf; tears in a meadow. A condensating fog, centers itself, solidifies to form a voice.
"Who is she? Who is she."
"You really don't remember her do you? Such a pity, this one was truely beautiful... a flower of such beauty; grown through such adversity. Such a pity..."
"Well, there is no recognition on my part, strange, stranger still. Puzzle. Shift. Redrawn attention, answer."
"Do YOU even know what LOVE is?? You say that you look for it constantly, but when it's finally standing there in front of you, you send it away. Anyway you can. I don't know what to do anymore. I really don't. I can't take what you are doing to me anymore!"
"You are hurt. Hurt. Remorse. i am trying. Cradled in the body, outside flutters across mystery, there, not there. Trust."
"Sigh. Her name was Jennifer, well, Jenny as well. She was like us. Perfection in her broken imperfection. I loved her deeply. Have you ever felt that someone was truely meant for you? Finally, someone that would understand us, what we endure; one person, two lives day to day. Unshackled from the loneliness. Everyone happy."
"Jenny... Blank."
"I know you had feelings for her. You can't lie to me. She's the reason why we had a nervous breakdown. You fought it, killed it with your madness and this is what happened to us. You caused this! She brought you back out into the real world, made you want to venture from these confines. I've seen it, welcomed it even. Only to watch you crush it under foot. This is your fault! All of this! You're the reason we can't remember her...
I can't talk with you anymore. You've made a mess of our life. Now, I think we should leave this city. We're starving here. We need to head back home; back to somewhere safe."
"Safety? Safety... back into the rapids. Sadness."
Decisions, still no answers. Attention becomes redrawn as a frown and sorrow. Once again, peering into the depths of the turbulent, liquid night; searching, no sun to shine, no stars to guide. Cast away. He plunges in and gets swallowed up by memories' swift current.
Left alone, a dissipating voice, once again evapourates from the sub-conscious mind to the stark, harsh reality of life; daylight replaced by a dark, cloudy sky and heavy rain.
