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The incessant calm the roaring silence. A mystic bell tolls its portent, and the world uncoils like a spring and collapses like thunder on a summer day The shock of cold strikes my muscles, defibrillating my comatose brain into a primal state as I feel the water suspend me, if only for a moment The rushing adrenaline breaks its mental dam and seizes control My legs a motor in the tides, my body an arrow from Apollo's bow arcing towards the crystalline surface I break the barrier into air, it shatters like glass. And then, I fight, clawing like a crazed animal. The primal struggle to survive, to battle my existence to take on the entire world... collides with my thinking mind at once, as I shrug off the weight of breathlessness The primal and the intelligent forcing me forward threatening to rend my body in two! My world inverts, and does a tipsy dance The struggle between our dreams and our reality Our fight and how tired we truly are Hits me with a wall of realization I fight on, my fury a mad race to break myself to surpass the limits I set for myself and truly see the world The moment hits, a single tap on the wall an explosion that sends my body reeling and my mind blinks and returns to its natural state I breathe new air and clear my head, yet search as if trying to remember the dream I just awoke from And the world is a clutter And the roars are silent
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Jan 5, 2013
Jan 5, 2013 at 3:00 AM UTC
A Second of Roaring Clarity
The incessant calm the roaring silence. A mystic bell tolls its portent, and the world uncoils like a spring and collapses like thunder on a summer day The shock of cold strikes my muscles, defibrillating my comatose brain into a primal state as I feel the water suspend me, if only for a moment The rushing adrenaline breaks its mental dam and seizes control My legs a motor in the tides, my body an arrow from Apollo's bow arcing towards the crystalline surface I break the barrier into air, it shatters like glass. And then, I fight, clawing like a crazed animal. The primal struggle to survive, to battle my existence to take on the entire world... collides with my thinking mind at once, as I shrug off the weight of breathlessness The primal and the intelligent forcing me forward threatening to rend my body in two! My world inverts, and does a tipsy dance The struggle between our dreams and our reality Our fight and how tired we truly are Hits me with a wall of realization I fight on, my fury a mad race to break myself to surpass the limits I set for myself and truly see the world The moment hits, a single tap on the wall an explosion that sends my body reeling and my mind blinks and returns to its natural state I breathe new air and clear my head, yet search as if trying to remember the dream I just awoke from And the world is a clutter And the roars are silent
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Jan 5, 2013
Jan 5, 2013 at 3:00 AM UTC
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