Thought in the dead of night - Misli u gluvo doba noci

Thought in the dead of night

Night. Darkness. Silence. Silence of the universe and noise of the mind. What does it stuck in thought in the dead of night? Bills quarrels with wishes; happenings tell their story hoping that somebody listening; from some corner behind all the memories shyly whispering; the pictures of just watched movies flashed like lightening and unfulfilled dreams like thunder try to overrides all of them. The smell of just read book replaces the uncertain smell of the next. Dream tries to calm the passions, to appease the noise. The voices become quieter, more and more tired until they completely quiet under pressure of miraculous dreams. Hush. Darkness. Silence. The silence that is merging with the silence of universe. Dream. Infinity. And ... all becomes a space, dark infinity. Darkness with glittering pearls; pearls of wisdom, pearls of remembering and desires. And all becomes the beginning, and all become the end.

-            NOOOOOOOOOO! – burst the scream through the darkness, resound the echo of the space.

Revolted and agitated all.

-            NO! ALL IS INFINITY!

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Noc. Tama. Tisina. Tisina svemira i buka misli. Sta li se to mota po glavi u gluvo doba noci? Racuni se svadjaju sa zeljama; dozivljaji pricaju svoju pricu u nadi da ih neko slusa; iz nekog ugla u pozadini se stidljivo javljaju secanja; slike odgledanih filmova bljesnu kao munja a neostvareni snovi kao gromovi nadjacavaju sve. Miris tek procitane knjige smenjuje miris neizvesnosti sledece. San pokusava da smiri strasti, da utisa buku. Glasovi postaju sve tisi, umorniji dok potpuno ne utihnu pod dejstvom cudotvornog sna. Muk. Tama. Tisina. Tisina koja se stapa sa tisinom svemira. San. Beskraj. I ... sve postaje prostranstvo, tamna beskonacnost. Tama sa svetlucavim biserima; biserima mudrosti, secanja i htenja. I sve postaje pocetak, sve postaje kraj.

-            NEEEEEEEEE! – prolomi se krik u tami, odjeknu eho prostranstva.

Pobuni se i uzburka sve.

-            NE! SVE JE BESKRAJ!

By DeeDee