27 April 2012
It can be a shadow in the corner of the room.
It can be a flicker at the edge of your vision.
It can be a creeping shiver traipsing along your skin.
It can be the bustle of bodies enclosing around you.
It can be the simplest thing.
It can be the most complex, idiotic thing.
It can be loneliness: sheer abandonment.
It can be this, that... The other.
It can be - it IS fear.
Irrational, inevitable fear.
It Is Fear. • Opuss № I