Language, a power long forgotten by many, covered by the ploy of judgement. Very few still exist with this power and much fewer use it to their advantage or for the betterment of mankind.
I belong to the mad sheep that do not possess this power but are one of the people who would love to own it.
The man on the podium began with the topic and lead it to his hard life, and how he had overcome certain difficulties that brought him onto the stage of success, like Shakespeare said 'the world is a stage where every man must play his part'.
he words of the orator began to fade away, the mind of my own began its tricks. The imagination kicked in and the world around me began to dissolve into its little pockets of memories and fantasies that fit perfectly. I stood in a space of white and black as though I saw my mental state of mind, it looked so simple, without any complications. I saw a small girl stand, in this big world of basically nothing, she stood there confused, anxious and scared as though an evil existed here that needed out.
I saw this girl and began my trudge towards her, she seemed to move, slowly away from me muttering something...., something that didn't fit the description.
'Devil... Devil.... Devil', she continued to scream at the top of her voice.
I began to take notice of the little girl whose multicoloured eyes were a thing of miracles, one being red and another blue, her little white dress partly covered with blood and her face, deprived of all its innocence and joy and left naked to the flesh of trouble and evil. The closer I walked to her, the faster she ran from me.
'she's running from me'... My mind thought as the conscious part of my mind began to slow down the pace it had heightened to, with the legs to follow the cease of the speed it had gained, my eyes saw a man. A man with claws stained with murder and hatred. The blank sky began to turn black or rather something dark, whispers were heard in the distance, cries and wails that had been born and grown into the stage of adolescence.
The man seemed to move towards me worried and confused while my emotions of fear clouded the logic that my mind could fathom. The dream or fantasy began to break, and cracks formed around the area, it began in the sky and lead into the ground, deep into the ground. The crack seemed to give to monstrous being all part of other dimensions, each with claw and teeth covered in blood.
"over here", The girl called in the distance towards a well-defined door that had white light as its outline.
I ran along what seemed to be a cliff forged by the cracks that destabilized the ground underneath.
I reached the door just in time and took a final glance at the eyes the girl had, blue and red they were the embodiment of something distinct.
I woke up from my daydream and noticed the end of the speech, he ended with a single statement.
"We are both good and evil, who you want to be is your choice"
The speaker was farewell was welcomed with a huge applause but did the audience see what I saw?
The red and blue that saw through it all.