The Third Person

[Miz]

This is just some random free write I did. I just started writing on accident, and I went with it. I didn't do much editing on my part, fixed a few spelling errors, but after that this is purely thought to paper. So hope you enjoy.

BTW I kind of wanted to make this surreal, but it would be classified under mind f**k, as in some people will easily understand, some will after a few times reading it through, and some won't no matter how hard they try. So we will see.

I will try to get on my portfolio or get it on word, so its less buchered by the BB-code but for right now. Deal with it.
Comments after you're finished would be nice too

See in a organized format here.

The Third Person​

"Dreams, I capture, prize possessions, childhood friends; Memories; I am experiencing them, joyful, loving and what of this?" said the figure manifested in its being, its entity, into my subconscious. The very appearance of my central being was mimic all of that which was me, the hair, the eyes, even the smile, yet something wasn't me. Its voice, its voice sounded shroud, mixed, and overdone; penetrating, yet silent, twisted, but still clear. It was a copy after all.
"What are these feelings, this feeling you are having, animosity? Jealousy, envy? Are those the words which explain this feeling, no, it is simplice, generalized at best, yes, I know this emotion, I have felt it once before, hate. Hate, upon all those, hate, anger, these basic of all emotions, this is the emotion you bestow, how you choose to greet the spectacle of me."
"Spectacle, What are you?" I questioned, examining its psychical structure, in the black abyss.
"What I am? I am me."
"You?"
"Yes you, and me. This emotion, feeling of doubt, no confusion, maybe even puzzled. You are puzzled?" The figure asked me, but I did not respond. "The feeling of unlawfulness, I see, planning of my demise. I feel this, feeling of doubt; it runs through, it is like a river overflowing with emotions. Yes, it is obvious now."
"I don't..." I interrupted.
"You don't understand?" It interrupted me. "Indeed, I feel this emotion, it is impossible to describe, I am questioning all of that is you, and all of that is me. Doubt, once again, anger, once again."
"What are you? Answer me!" I cried to the manifest.
"Fury, Rage, yes this is wrath, certainly I am experiencing great Wrath."
"I don't understand? Where am I? Why are you here?"
"Correct, you do not understand, emotion, contemplation, what is this, am I, yes, experiencing fear, this is fear, fright, the feeling of not knowing the unknown. What says you?"
"You, what are you!"
"I am me, and you, this is of but a repeat, a review."
"How can I be you and be me?"
"You are both of me and of you; I am the same, for truly we are the same. Doubt, once again, you have doubt, I am feeling this misunderstanding. Yes, questioning, yes, I hear all of it, the voices, the thoughts, the words, everything." it said to me. "You question me, for I have told you who I am, I am you, and you are me."
"Are you real?"
"I am feeling, despair, depression, sadness, yes this emotion, this feeling, you are no longer sure, am I sadden by you. Tears, yes, these are tears of sorrow," the manifest said, but it was not me whom was crying, it was it; the creature of which unlocked my mind, who then entered every fiber of my being. "Indeed, that is which is true; you are not real, for I am. I am now the real, and you are now the false, all of this is which was yours is now mine, I have experienced it all, and all of it I have come to understand. You, you are all but which is left, you, me, all of which are the same, must bring forth, that of which is your own demise..."

 

[Prometheus]

Cool.

 

[Avaleirra]

Very nice. I especially liked the beginning and the end. Took me a few minutes to understand but I finally got it eventually. Excellent mindf***. + rep :thup:

 

[Miz]

Added to my portfolio, as a blog post, so no fancy page format, but no matter, enjoy.
http://storiesofmiz.co.cc/blog/?p=88