This article describes the feelings of an island for a feeble bridge...the article
is blank in expression and leaves the interpretation of the meaning of the word "island" used to the reader...
The author wrote it in a blank manner on purpose so as to give a multi-dimensional perspective to the article. The following article would probably hold different meanings for different people depending on the way they perceive it. It is an expression of a feeling between two things alien and yet connected to each other surviving for the sake of each other.
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Seated right between the entire world,
There it was...
Oblivious to its surroundings.
Ever evolving,
Ever changing like all others.
Yet somehow invisible to all...
Maintaining its sanctity.
That was its life...
That was its destiny.
Visitors would visit and leave...
They would always leave it untouched
Unstirred by the winds
Unscathed by the storms...
She was its bridge
Its only contact to the living...
To the other side...
To the reality (as we believe).
She had touched its soil...
Felt its waters,
Inhaled its air,
Consumed it bit by bit....
The masochistic fool was in love....
In love with a bridge,
A feeble connection to the lie outside,
The lie called reality...
Still unaware of its truth,
Unknown to its own condition.
It was an island afterall,
Destined to stay between everyone yet away from em. . . . .