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Feb. 18, 2010 The corridors had lit up, the pathways of carnivals and urban and rural fairs...but lit up from the night turning itself on, exposing the lights...a shift in shading and light and more than these a shift in consciousness. It was unbelievable that the she existed at all, walking on the ground but floating, gliding through these asphalt and dirt ground places timelessly. Up there in the sky the meteors seemed to run upwards, back from where they came, and always at these times the moon somehow was coloured- coloured a hue not in an earthly color scheme- some cosmic radiance or other. Barkers and bees were there, and some goats and geese too. Those downtrodden types were all around- because that was part of it. For instance she walked past a truck, an open box truck- and it was the salt of the earth types on break from something, seven of them,- sitting at different angles, and smoking- eating, talking and listening- and nobody made a cat call- nobody degraded themselves, though it would have been a moment in its own secret sub textual culture innocent and even understood by the woman as such- but people for that moment were only people and she, the electric light queen- only walked past in the remnants of sunshine still gleefully stuck and dying in particles of air somehow and sometimes. Darts and balloons, floating ducks and magnificent alleyways of candy, - and old defunct water displays and new gleaming water displays. Walking through this like a surveying sort, with a luminescence, with eyes wise and innocent at once. ------------ About the Author: For more of Brian's short stories, visit his website: http://www.freewebs.com/storyandstory/. Email Brian Barbeito: Brian1750@Hotmail.com Comment on this article here! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com and are not allowed to be posted on other websites. ARTICLE THIEVES WILL BE PROSECUTED! |
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