No ride home, a man looks for change. Three phrases enter
his mind, “Forget the body. Clear the mind. Enter the soul”. “Welcome to Limbo”
he says with the thought barely grazing the bottom of his skull. Reminded of
past adventures he had once embarked on, he closes his eyes and returns to
bliss.
Welcome to Limbo. Welcome home. Colors, blown in the wind, air thinner than a sheet of acid.
Welcome to Limbo. Welcome home! He screams in anger rather than satisfaction.
Where can a world like this exist when eyes are open?
Where can a world like this exist when eyes are closed?
A walk towards the road of
dreams, none shall find him in this world, not even his own master. Words,
from every single corner of the universe, being shouted at the top of his
lungs. Breathe, breathe, there’s nothing else to do but breathe. Each inhale
bringing him deeper and deeper into his soul. Don’t pick the flower of which
doesn’t bear fruit. Don’t eat the apple given to you. Each heart intertwined
through veins invisible to closed eyes. He looks towards the sun, but doesn’t
become blind.
He once again opens his eyes.
Welcome back.
Welcome to Limbo.
Welcome home
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