Possibly the Final Transmission - December 13, 2010
12-12-10, 7:34 p.m.
Possibly the Final Transmission:
It's currently a snowy night and pitch black outside. The world outside is minorly frozen, but yet my soul and the very innards of my organic vessel are in a state of extreme deep-freeze. I feel as if the very heat of my essence is fading quickly. The world around me travels in cirlces while I stay in place... continually fading. Days grow shorter and nights grow longer. I feel displaced in the great vast unknown phenomena of the universe. My life is immersed in the greatness of space - Freezing... into an eternal stasis. The supplier of my lifeblood was once firmly in place in a large capsule within my heart, mind, and very soul. It sat in it's small capsule, radiating all the materials needed to sustation my sanity, intelligence, and even my very life. This capsulated object was once firmly in place. 'til the dark one came - wrapped my soul in chains. They invaded every vein of my survival. They subdued my heart and enslaved my mind. If not taking my life wasn't enough, worst of all, they pried the large capsule from my soul and entangled it in the venomous chains. My life truly began with that capsule, and has since ended with the lacking of said capsule. I often long for the capsule... even though there was another side to it. The capsule soon became as a parasite. Feeding of me while, also, feeding me. This capsule attacked my very life force while sustaining it simultaneaously. Everything started nicely, then it slowly declined and would rebuild itself... but now... it's crashed and burned and is still burning. I wish I could regain the capsule, but I feel as though we've been too far separated. I do not believe the capsule with ever be able to sit firmly within my soul yet again. And because of that, I've fallen into manic depression and an endless realm of sorrow. Tis only said capsule that can rescue me... but I fear it shall never be done. And in this... final transmission, I plead to thee, capsule, please return. Doth know I've never hated you, but only Loved. As my time draws to an end, understand that I have missed you, and I will not forget you... Regardless of whether you return or not. Farewell, capsule. Until, possibly, we meet again. This is the Final Transmission.
-Nick Alexander