Tuesday 10 February 2009

Don't Take Drugs

I am building up to something. Something big. 
Not just something big... it was the most magnificent thing that could have ever walked the planet.
It is to be better than when Isaac Newton got hit on the head with an apple. It is to be better than the time James Lind discovered the cure for scurvy. It is to be better than the first man on the moon. 
I am going to fly.
I can feel it running through my veins. The sheer thrill and excitement hits the very ends of my toes and is buzzing through my whole body right through to my finger tips. My eyes are wide and full of energy. My smile is stretched across my face. I feel like the Joker. I have no plan, no plan. Just faith in myself.
I'm not a killer. I am about to be an achiever. I am about to be the greatest thing that ever walked here on Earth. 
I was a normal human until today. I was one of you... but you'll see. You'll all see. I'm going to be better. I'm one of a kind. I can do things you'll never do. And you'll be jealous. Jealous of me.
My breath is thick with anticipation and my legs were eager. I licked the flesh of my lips and shone my flashy white teeth through a smile of delight.
I'm building up to it, something great. I see it closer. It's more real. 
More real than ever before.
I am going to fly.
I am going to fly like a bird. I am going to soar through the air with my broad chin facing the warming sun and my arms stretched out as if they were beautiful wings. Wings made of feathers and petals. So delicately sewn together that they could have only been done by the tiny hands of small fireflies.  I am going to let the wind blow me in certain directions as you all look up in astonishment. You faces carved with amazement. I will fly! I will fly!
I'm going to do it soon. I'm going to fly. You're going to watch.
This day I've evolved and I will fly. This day you will remember. This day, you'll watch in awe. This day will be in your calendar for centuries. This day is my day.
Get ready for it, I know I am. I can do this. I will do this.
I'm on the top of this building. It's a wonderful building. A tall one. In the center, where everyone can see it. It over looks a park. So much green can be seen from up here. Like an oil panting on a white canvas. So detailed that I can see every tiny bench and small flower. But mixed into a blur as each gust of wind rustles past and my eye sight becomes wary. I can see roads and smaller buildings. Houses and cars. I can see lives buzzing around. People running forwards and backwards. Tiny black dots running from building to building. Each person thinks they are of importance. Each person has a worry.
Everything is at a distance. Everything is in another world. 
I can fly.
I can fly.
I will fly.
I'm taking slow light steps forwards to the edge of the building. My toes are curling over the edge and the wind is blowing across making them cold. My eyes are wide. My sense of smell is strong. And my spirit is free.
I can fly.
I can fly.
I know I can fly...
One more step and I'm off...
I feel the air rush past me. I've burst into the sky. I'm free. I'm part of the world. I'm part of the sky. I look down. The dots are bigger this time and they're pointing at me! Everyone is looking at me! I'm the center of attention, I'm the star of the show, I'm the eagle in the sky. They're all looking, they'll all remember. I'm part of the sky, and they're not.

-Eggy Mayers, wanna be writer.

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