Time is the enemy of lovers, who stand frightfully upon his doorstep...
begging for seconds to kiss
pleading for minutes to say good-bye
on hand's and knees, prostrate before their prosecuter, asking only to remain in one anothers arms for a lifetime.
And, he... with his hands thrice, moving so swiftly 'round the face of despair; yes, he will laugh at them in quiet ticks and abrupt tocks. He will neither grant nor deny the lovers their plea. He will turn and walk away, across the sands of infinity, of which no great amount of tears can moisten enough to transform it into clay, delaying the precious moments of quixotism...
This Christmas, I am Koschei the Deathless... unable to be with whom I love most in this world, I will cut out my soul with a needle. That needle, I will stick through an egg. That egg, I'll hide in a duck... The duck in a hare... The hare locked in an iron chest. The chest buried under a green oak tree, on the island of Buyan, in the middle of the ocean. If the chest is dug up and opened, the hare will bolt away. If it is killed, the duck will emerge and try to fly off. Even then the needle (on which my soul hangs) is safe within the egg... and if broken, will undoubtably become lost among the reeds.
Tell me, what then can damper the spirits of a man who has so cunningly hidden his soul from harm's view? To what great misfortune could I possibly shed a tear?
2009 is almost at a close. It has been a hell of a year, thus far. In twelve months, I have gained and lost many things, many friends... and I have been many places. So, today on this 25th day of December I am thankful. I give thanks to those shining stars in my life who cast their brilliant light on dark circumstances. I give thanks to those hearts who beat steadily, providing necessary circulation to my cold world.
This all being said, Merry Christmas world. May your hearts and minds be filled with holiday cheer. May your friends and family smile at you across massive feasts. Most importantly, may those you love and those who love you find Time to be a merciful master, and may he grant you enough of his presence to satisfy throbbing hearts.
