I often write down random stuff when it enters my head...Some of it makes sense sometimes its gibberish and sometimes it scares me when i read it again but most of the time it just shows what a fekken nutter i am... here is one such piece...
I feel the itch. It forces me to escape my virtual world and step out into the night. I lift the tobacco fix bringing it to my lips. Summoning fire with the roll of my thumb,Sparks followed by ignition of a dancing flame. The silence is broken by the crackling of the tobacco burning as I draw the thick billowing smoke into my lungs. I scan upwards at the black veil of night. A single star shimmers through a break in the clouds illuminated by a hidden moon. The Blackness of space surrounds the tiny brilliance of twinkling light. The air is still. I exhale. The column of white smoke dissipates as it flows away. Two red eyes stare down on my from just above the barely recognisable silhouette of the horizon. Unwavering, Constant. I feel watched. My imagination begins to create a fiery red eyed dragon as it crawls from the cover of darkness and moves closer in an unmistakably reptilian fashion. Its wings pushing the heat from its fiery breath downward as it lands in front of me with a surprisingly gentle thud. I take another drag of my tobacco as it moves its smoking snout closer. Face to face... His glowing red eyes unwavering. Then without hesitation it says "Got a light?"
I know... i know... It goes from deep to DOH! very quickly but its how it happens in my brain... hahahahah.
I feel the itch. It forces me to escape my virtual world and step out into the night. I lift the tobacco fix bringing it to my lips. Summoning fire with the roll of my thumb,Sparks followed by ignition of a dancing flame. The silence is broken by the crackling of the tobacco burning as I draw the thick billowing smoke into my lungs. I scan upwards at the black veil of night. A single star shimmers through a break in the clouds illuminated by a hidden moon. The Blackness of space surrounds the tiny brilliance of twinkling light. The air is still. I exhale. The column of white smoke dissipates as it flows away. Two red eyes stare down on my from just above the barely recognisable silhouette of the horizon. Unwavering, Constant. I feel watched. My imagination begins to create a fiery red eyed dragon as it crawls from the cover of darkness and moves closer in an unmistakably reptilian fashion. Its wings pushing the heat from its fiery breath downward as it lands in front of me with a surprisingly gentle thud. I take another drag of my tobacco as it moves its smoking snout closer. Face to face... His glowing red eyes unwavering. Then without hesitation it says "Got a light?"
I know... i know... It goes from deep to DOH! very quickly but its how it happens in my brain... hahahahah.
vassilis:
You are one strange little man 
