AMUSING MUSINGS:
Micro Tale #360: “DISTURBIA” by Leon Enriquez
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Consider the epic scenario. An emotional conflict clashes and escalates to arouse attention. Angry confrontation comes into focus. Is it as crystal clear as it seems? Can we see the silver streaks in the dark clouds of troublesome drama. Perhaps, we expect bright colours that conjure some sort of temporary respite in the stormy fallout.
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One wonders: Can simple madness also conjure an odd sparkle? As if crazy enough is not enough for such mad permutations. A streak of sly, insidious intent starts from a merely vain thought mired in envious distress.
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Or perhaps an unruly feeling of discontent that grows more and more dominant over time. Just like a mutant cell in geometric progression multiplying and attacking the host body. Who really knows such things?
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Herein lies the dilemma of a paradoxically mad and somewhat vile situation. If only we can unravel the mystery, we can quickly contemplate a solution to the explosive impasse.
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Recent events indicate that foolish pride is the unhappy culprit. Are we are not smart enough to gain an interim compromise or even solicit understanding. Or are we really caught in an unredeemable confrontation well beyond our silly expectations?
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Layers and layers of emotional complications intervene. Even now, a series of bizarre complexity distracts our kind eyes from accepting the harsh but latent truth. The difficulty is not on the mountain. It is really somewhere else in the valley. Yes, quite beyond the shores of normalcy and basic courtesy. This is an observation of a thought fast becoming fact!
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No matter then, are we all lost in the movement of madness upon madness? Tucked away under so many layers — of half truths and true lies — is a land where profound madness meets insidious intentions. Here lies a fiery miasma of a tormented mind and avaricious heart at war with itself, at the very least.
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Drama here is merely the superficial confrontation with insanity floating on the murky waters of self-centredness. The deprived child is thrown out with the bath water — divorced from the real world beyond simple logic. Crying foul and unaware of the innate ego gone mad with suspicion and self-gratification, and unknowing of its destructive potential!
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Notice a vast terrain of vicious manoveurs and harsh conflicts. Madness beyond all sensibilities festers well here. Imagine a slow-choking, drowning sensation beyond salvation or even retribution.
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Such is the absurdity of the undying dread in-transit between space and time obscured by nightmares in the land of disturbia. Here the dead gather the undead in mad preoccupations. Death is not once but many, many times in a morbid, repetitive mode.
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It is certainly a terrible place where prolific pain and fatal fear enslave the living corpses of those lost. Truly beyond our sensory perception or understanding of an inferno blazing and consuming everything. What a terrible pity?
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Sadly, the overtures of a tragedy beyond description nor respite. All this beginning with a twisted gist of crazy exploits fired by insidious innovation. Screwed by the self-righteous wrong, we stand here far beyond the simple courtesy of conventional wisdom and healing compassion. Fools always outdo themselves regardless of the circumstances.
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Drama has now reached the summit of lunacy. Disturbia gathers odds-and-ends where suspicion fuelled by dementia is the new order of the day. Karma now lights the path to equilibrium. Sad but true.
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May grace and light bring us happy endings especially to the hearts most impacted by these traumatic consequences. The heart knows more than the mind because the soul seats in the throne room of the heart. Here love awaits each. Even the demented and tortured soul. Salvation is still a possibility in the healing light of grace and love.
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