Anyway, my newest stuff....

Eye of the Storm
The storm quiets.
Motion ceases.
Silence blankets noise.

The world stops, darkness falls.
Shadows play upon one another within the void.

Echoes of forgotten sounds bounce and cascade along walls of nothingness.
The emptiness is absolute.

The line between what is and what cannot be blurs and fades.
Dreams replace reality, reality becomes false comfort.

Existance is questionable, all things still.
There is no light, no sound, no movement.

Forgotten are peaceful sunny days, beautiful music.
Utter nothing consumes the world.

Then the void stirs once more.
The shadow becomes a low glare, blinding in it's lack of brilliance.

Sound begins to buffet the still, beating back the silence.
Wind creates motion, stillness ceases to be.

Absolute nothing becomes absolute chaos.

Reality returns with bittersweet clarity as the storm returns.
Life resumes its constant battle.

Within chaos, all is clear again.

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