wandering wonder
Her beauty is infinite. Taking her ethereal strides, she unleashes a spate of random allure. All these in a matter of seconds. But it felt like a thick fluid slow-mo for her beholders like me. An amendment in the veracity of reality. My universe, fraught with misleading paradoxes, unrelenting malice, and alienating confusions collides with hers. The product is a hybrid of two realities. Intoxicating…appalling...empty yet full. This so-called hyperexperience, for lack of a better term, eludes definition but makes perfect sense nonetheless. She is a whole new universe within her own universe. A marriage of two universes defined by perfect imperfections. The product is the apotheosis of utter sublimity. Three steps in front of me…three seconds lasting an eternity…and a thousand mannerisms. Three heartbeats that were the profoundest amongst thousands that was since the development of my fetal heart. This gives new meaning to stimulus-response psychology. I am the response. She is my stimulus. Everthing is bliss.
Yeah. I saw this freakishly gorgeous vintage LVuitton purse at the mall. But godammit, 200,000 bucks for a bag that cant even fit my phones and iPod is just stupid. Take a picture, moments can last longer. ;)
Posted by: AnGe LiQuE | July 15, 2007 12:03 PM