• Antonio commented on the post, vehicle 1 year, 2 months ago

    I was once a child, and when I was that child and I was unaware of the space between me and everything else, I stood too close to the road, and a vehicle, larger than anything I could imagine, nearly ran over my toes. A lorry, was it? Yeah.

  • Antonio commented on the post, typewriter 1 year, 3 months ago

    I wish I had a typewriter, because nostalgia is a weird thing; I’ve never owned a typewriter yet I feel like I have, and I don’t know why I feel like that. Isn’t that weird. Ha ha. Hah hah. Hah.

  • Antonio commented on the post, defy 2 years, 3 months ago

    Defy yourself. Defy your limitations; defy your prejudices. You are better than you tell yourself.

  • Antonio commented on the post, trails 4 years, 10 months ago

    There were many trails leading through the forest, and they would’ve been a joy to skip through, but I was too tired and I just stayed at home to play Monopoly. I lost all my money in the first fifteen minutes.

  • Antonio commented on the post, eleven 4 years, 11 months ago

    Eleven!
    ELEVEN!
    The number sat, unlistening, open newspaper hiding an indifferent face.

  • Antonio commented on the post, takeoff 4 years, 11 months ago

    take off–she said. why? I said. Because I had to, she said, because—because I had to–I had to–don´t you understand? I thrust out my wings, I jumped, and the wind was sharp. I was running out of time.

  • Antonio commented on the post, lantern 7 years, 7 months ago

    The lantern did not light. No oil. No candle. The fire died before it was born. It was an empty carcass, a life missing a heartbeart.

  • Antonio commented on the post, centerpiece 7 years, 10 months ago

    You are the centerpiece of the stage: the bright spotlight is upon you, and the audience, spitting and hissing like snakes attracted to the flesh of mice, expect you to do as you’re told–or else the world will devour you.

  • Antonio commented on the post, skyline 7 years, 10 months ago

    When the skyline has reached its peak, where will we go? Will we try a seabedline? A deepundergroundline? How about a mindline?

  • Antonio commented on the post, dim 7 years, 10 months ago

    Jittin led her down the dim-fluorescent corridor, his tight grip around the crook of her arm. On the left of Elsa porthole windows peeked out into the star fields, luminous balls of plasma so far away nobody could ever reach them.

  • Antonio commented on the post, autumn 7 years, 11 months ago

    The autumn leaves swirled around his feet and he shot out with a hungry hand and grabbed a leaf with the greatest sundown hue. With nimble hands and a mischievious mind he tore the leaf to shreds and scattered the remains as he went back home.

  • Antonio commented on the post, dull 7 years, 12 months ago

    A flower grew shorter than the other flowers in the field, and it struggled. The other flowers blocked the sunlight, so the unlucky flower withered and found life very dull indeed.

  • Antonio commented on the post, spring 8 years ago

    A spring trickles water down to the pool. At the pool I collect the water and I take it past the forest and hills, the swamps and plains, the mountains and valley roads. I take water all the way home so we can live again, again and again.

  • Antonio commented on the post, mystery 8 years ago

    Love is a mystery. Literally. I can’t find it anywhere. I’ve looked under the couch, down the drain, underneath the clothes that need washing, in the boiler cupboard, below the stairs, under the pillow, in the fusebox. I simply can’t find it anywhere.

  • Antonio commented on the post, setting 8 years ago

    Believe in the setting. You may step into it and you may step out, but the setting will always be around you. You can stand still or you can take a journey through its cities and its forests and its deserts and it will always be there.

  • Antonio commented on the post, pressed 8 years ago

    I am pressed down and I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe and do you know? Everything on my chest is something I can’t control and that something is life and life is the heaviest thing/creature/beautiful thing I know and it just won’t get off. Perhaps it is a good thing so I […]

  • Antonio commented on the post, hover 8 years, 1 month ago

    I am hovering. It is a strange sensation having my feet off the ground. I’m not flying, before you ask. I can’t flap my arms and travel at breakneck speeds on a migration to Africa. I’m just hovering and I really don’t know why.

  • Antonio commented on the post, bars 8 years, 1 month ago

    We’re going to the bars to drink. Maybe we’ll talk, because I do enjoy our philosophical discussions but… tonight, ahh, I’m not so sure. Maybe we’ll just have our usual staring battles and then when we’re drunk enough–I don’t know–I’ll cook you a drunken late-night meal and I’ll burn myself on the hob.

  • Antonio commented on the post, existence 8 years, 1 month ago

    Wait a minute–I exist? I really exist? You’re not… lying? You could be lying. Maybe you are. Existence is such a silly thing. You’re so funny. Stop being funny. You’re not being funny? I exist as much as you do? I’m not a figment of your widespread imagination? Excuse me while I go die from […]

  • Antonio commented on the post, ant 8 years, 1 month ago

    Out of the sun, deep underground, surrounded by my comrades in work I questioned my existence. I asked myself, as innocently as I could, am I number one? Then I chittered and laughed and my brethren laughed with me. I loved them, they loved me and we worked until the end. We’re ants, that’s why.