The Soulful Atom

CP : Why are we all so broken?

BP : Maybe so that light can enter....

*Slowly blowing bubble gum, almost pensively*

I've missed you both.... CP and BP...

I've become someone i don't recognise myself anymore.. Bring me back please...

Aucune flamme ne s'allume dans ce vide.

Mais ce vide est une apparition à toi.

C'est toi qui m'accompagne quand ce vide vient me consommer.

Il m'accompagne quand tu peux pas.

Ce vide qui me rend aveugle. Où le temps s'arrête, se gele.

Et donc je le laisse me dévorer.. Chaque jour, chaque moment que je souffle.

C'est toi, en moi.

When the day dawns but it doesn't matter.

No sunshine can wipe out the deep dark horrors surrounding you..

And you need a drink or two or more.

So you line up outside a wineshop with some other lowlifes. Some drainage workers there for for their daily fix without which they cannot immerse themselves in other people's waste. The roads are crowded with people on their way to their daily scuffle, struggling to make a living, in the race of life..

Deep within your heart there is perhaps a semblance of hope alive yet..

Because you haven't killed yourself... Yet....

It feels like its been so long since someone has asked me about me that I feel like I'm forgetting myself..

When silence grows so loud that it stops becoming peace.

When the beloved rain seems more and more distant..

When the warmth doesn't soothe anymore.

When sleep is waiting for you at the threshold of your eyelids but its hard to close them and let it in.

When tomorrow is going to be a better day

and there are still better days ahead..

But in this moment, where it feel so empty, I crave you.

A feather found me today. All tiny and white. Soft as a, well, a feather.

As if of a tiny little angel.

Go find me a flower and we'll create a talisman, across oceans and distances.

A flower and a feather.

The most delicate of things, and the most powerful at the same time.

I bring the softness, you bring the color and the fragrance.

We both bring the light and the weightlessness, and there in lies our protection.

From one to the other. Together.

I saw a bhangarwala (junk dealer) today.

His cart was empty.

Seeing that I had this desire to give him something, anything.

That's when I realised that I have the desire to give things and fill things up for people. So that there is no lack.