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Lusiphur · 11-16-2006, 05:42 AM

I started thinking about this piece last night while I was watching Heroes (of all things). Its still rough but I will throw it up here for now.
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"Time, she flexes like a whore" as Bowie once sang. That feeling you get when caught in an interminable moment, boredom the eternal demon pushing to get in, to eat your soul, devour your mind. Alertness to the fore you push back at the demon, the need to stay sharp, focussed on the job, committed to achieving the desired result.

He lived in that moment it seemed. The only time when life was draped in colour, mostly because it was the only time he truly paid attention. He found it ironic, he used to be concerned about it but that was a few too many jobs ago, the only time life had meaning was when he was intending to end it.

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I usually start with a mood or a moment and go from there. Not quite sure where this is going yet ..

11-16-2006, 05:42 AM	#7 (permalink)
Lusiphur Registered User Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: Bonny Scotland Posts: 364 -3 Internets	I started thinking about this piece last night while I was watching Heroes (of all things). Its still rough but I will throw it up here for now. --- "Time, she flexes like a whore" as Bowie once sang. That feeling you get when caught in an interminable moment, boredom the eternal demon pushing to get in, to eat your soul, devour your mind. Alertness to the fore you push back at the demon, the need to stay sharp, focussed on the job, committed to achieving the desired result. He lived in that moment it seemed. The only time when life was draped in colour, mostly because it was the only time he truly paid attention. He found it ironic, he used to be concerned about it but that was a few too many jobs ago, the only time life had meaning was when he was intending to end it. -- I usually start with a mood or a moment and go from there. Not quite sure where this is going yet ..