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i wonder what it would be like to be lightning. i would ride upon the darkest storm clouds and perch above the sky, look down upon tiny people and their fragile, inanimate buildings, and thunder would shout all around me. in my little vacuum of chaos i would ride into the sky, perfectly white from head to toe, untouchable, incomprehensible, indestructible.
when people see me coming they cower in their little concrete blocks. i am the force that lights up your darkest rooms, i am the only force fit to accompany thunder in the storm, i am the force that severs trees from the earth, kills humans, destroys environments. what’s it like to be so dangerous? my very breath is sparked with electricity, my very form was conceived from the sky itself.
but everything i touch fizzles and burns. my only company is the immaculate mass of dust and water upon which i stand. i am neither with the earth or the heavens — i lie somewhere in between. what’s it like to be suspended between the two layers of the living? i belong to no one, and to everyone. i am neither human nor immortal, neither living nor dead. i am merely force. i am merely destruction.
(written on 29 april ’15)