Every day we find ourselves in the mayhem and operations of society..
Cinema, music and laws of attraction have made us keep an eye on the masses of flesh and bone to find the one. The alpha. The other.
Love at first sight
Target of affection
Freak occurrence in statistics.
The labour and daily routine that we live by keeps us moving..
Train tickets, terminals, cab calls and commutes.
Raves, reunions, apartment viewings and appointments.
The world doesn’t forget to turn, and the moon doesn’t forget to change faces.
Death is an accurate book keeper, and Birth is a virtuous time keeper.
Everything is written.
Maktub. Koudrat. Takdir. Destined.
We are spectators of beauty and visionaries of our desires..
We observe for a stone chip of time, to capture a moment of eye contact with another person.. to build a channel of thought, emotion and recognition in that very moment.
When the contact is lost, either by people walking through, or change in direction or merely a shy turn of cheek.. the connection is broken again.
But that small exchange is enough to intoxicate our mind with chemicals.
One look is enough.. I just need you to look at me.
Go about your ways.. you don’t need to stay.
But let me speak a thousand conversations in a second of contact.
I am blind in crowds.
So wake me.
“Don’t let the reality that I speak of burst the bubble you live in”
