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Tagged and traded amongst friends and foes. My life displayed with woe after woe. The odd smile with rabbit ears displayed and shaded with a smile. I look back. I look forward to see my destination. A terminus named desire. A sanctuary. A freedom beyond hope.
My footprints turn digital as I run. My heart turns inwards as I fall from the grace of many but I run faster on disbelief; so I run faster. The terminus must be here. It must be. I’ve heard whispers and plots defining its existence. Unless a whisper has travelled across an eternity of gossip to become real. A whisper that’s become solid and embedded in time.
I run faster but doubt begins its feast. Gnawing at my thoughts. Imprisoning my mind with fear. I must believe. I must; or I will die from a thousand paper cut thoughts set to bleed my mind from expectancy; from excitement, from joy.
I run faster towards my destination.
I must sustain myself with fear if need be. I can feel its pulse echoing in my mind: don’t look back, don’t look back, don’t look back but my head turns back. I look at the footprints I’ve made, and for a brief second I am consumed by them. They will find me. I know they will. They always do.
So, I run faster towards my destination.
I climb, straddle, lift, and fall. It’s getting harder to progress through the barriers placed before me but I keep on running blind with only whispers for fuel. I am a train of thought and motion hurtling down a one way track to the terminus. To freedom. My arrival is imminent. I can feel it. I am almost there but something is wrong. My thoughts begin to fragment as I am ripped apart quickly. I am torn asunder. I am nothing.
Clive, hey Clive! I found that virus you’ve been talking about. Its deletion is complete. You shouldn’t have any problems with your Desktop anymore. I hate to think what would have happening to your hard drive if it found its way through the barriers.
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