Falling is a Terrifying Thing

Posted: July 10, 2009 in Uncategorized

Remember that dream, where you find yourself falling and falling, almost forever, as if stuck in the anticipation of actually hitting the cement below?

I hate falling.
It means you have lost control.
You’ve fallen victim to the tyrant Fate who pushed you off the building (or so you’d like to believe), and now there is no way but down.
You know it’s quite likely going to hurt when your skull slams into the ground, but there is nothing you’d really love more, seeing as the act of falling is more nauseating than the end of it itself.

So far you’ve been able to dodge all this falling business.
At the very worst, you’ve fallen off just a short platform, or maybe a tree.
But it’s got to happen some time, I s’pose.

But shit. I thought there’s going to be solid ground at the end of this 10-storey fall! What is that bubbly pink goo doing down there?
You’re falling into something worse this time, says the narrator in your head.
Not just the cement ground, but more like this bitter-sweet pot of lava, except it’s also loaded with a lot of weed that gets imbibed into your senses once you slosh into the concoction.
So there you know you’ll be, floating around, high as a kite, but quite often, it’s going to hurt like a bitch, and it might even eventually kill you.
The worst part, or some might argue the best part, is that after it’s over you may at some other time find yourself at the top of that building once again.

Those of you who can take a hint (however mad the metaphors may be) might have guessed what I’m talking about by now.
So tres fou to have to throw that awful four letter L word around.

So this falling stuff.
The most inconvenient thing. And you can’t really blame Fate or whatever to have led you to the edge, since till then, you were taking your own foolish little steps.

Is it Fate that makes the final push though?
Jump! it whispers, till you’re tempted.
If I stand on an actual ledge long enough, I find the ground at the bottom strangely inviting.
You’d like to think it was anyone but you that made you actually take the plunge (perhaps that damn suicidal nuisance of a voice in your head), you might even plead insanity.
But some times, squinting down at the ugly seductive puddle below, while telling that damn suicidal nuisance of a voice in your head to shut up, you notice, that the voice is yours.

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Comments
  1. Chavie says:

    UH OH! :Dmaybe the Lava is really Ice Cream? or am I just fooling myself here? 😉 😀

  2. delilahsays says:

    awwwwww

  3. Jack Point says:

    Well, as long as you keep you eyes open and don't lose your head you will be ok.You have a very good blog and that speaks of a pretty good mind, so I guess you will be ok.

  4. Makuluwo says:

    @Chavie- Haha! Ever the optimist eh. :P@Delilah- 😛 @Jack- Why, thank you! 😀

  5. Anonymouse says:

    OMFG. I haven't read this post ever, and yet I've written along the same lines a month ago!What.O_O Maybe the voices are contagious.

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