I Am Buraot

My knees wobbled while I stare blankly into the unknown.

I cannot see the stars, only the remnants of them as they were being spewed out of the outer confines of this black hole.

And the dread itself is dragging me into it, sucking my body and soul slowly but rather harder than my local gravity can pull me back to where I lie my balance.

Never had I felt so powerless than how I feel today.

I got the news a couple nights ago.  But my mind wasn’t ready yet to process the information received but instead it set itself into a mode of hibernation. Nothing serious, and everything is as it should be. I just had to keep myself busy. Everything was alright. The sun still shines and the earth is still off its axis.

Then all of a sudden, my knees weaken. Continue Reading…

I awoke with the sounds of it.

The door was being rattled, and the knob was shaking violently. The panes are getting hammered it seems by swooshing cloaked hands.

I looked around to see where I was. From the window I could see the giant tree across my window swaying hard on its sides, like some unseen forces at play are pushing and pulling it apart, working to put its majestic charm on its knees.

The street lights are dancing in the middle of the road, suspended by a small chain of loose wires, all red lights flashing as if to warn me of an impending emergency. A few cars managed to stay away from flying debris. Continue Reading…