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fastened to the ground, with feet and hands tied, the objects i was watching were, not the plain simple silhouetted images, thrown on the partially fallen mud wall, in Plato’s cave but gaudily colorful quickly revolving images on the vast screen

the images, were overwhelming, dazzling, blinding my eyes

the air in a cave should stand still, stuffy and heavy, even merancholic; 
this cave was different, it was filled with inharmonious bursting sounds, 
enough to tear the eardrums to pieces

in the dilemma of the cave, i cannot sit still and listen, or watch 
all these complications, so i broke the chains and rushed out from 
the cave to see the world outside i never saw

lo and behold! everything in nature embraces one another 
it becomes a one huge boundless unit but not a wholeness 
in one accord

all are mingled as one in the darkness of a sunless sky, 
black is the darkness before the sun, before its time to rise  
from the other side of a deeply sunken horizon, 
waiting, though useless, a day calls, a tomorrow yet to come

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