What if you got blind? But not blind by a
blindness like those we all savour when we close our eyes, but a milky
white blindness like if you were in a blackhole seen in negative through a photograph film.
And what if, even more unbelieveable than that, your blindness, caught who
knows how came in such an epidemic manner like if it was a cold? In the begining it would be just one here, another one there, no one would notice, until the truth would make itself obvious by the force of the numbers, panic starts to extend its claws and holds on so tight to the few who stil command that the solution appears to be only one. Let the ones who are no longer like us be parted from those who are! And let them to their fortune!
But late comes the decision. The destinies of this corner of the world have been wove. All but only these will taste the flavour of this white blindness. All but one! For someone had to serve as testimony to the real tragedy that are men, and not the blindness that attacks them. Thus arises this woman that has not been touched by the white pestilence between those who would say their peers if she wasn''t the only one who really
sees there.And she sees the unroll of the dramas that are the selfishness, pride, perversity, the ignominy that it is to be a
man in the
middle of the iron taste of blood, the stench of human excrescencies, and the warmness of tears cried for the lack of luck, or faith, who knows!
But here it is that wilhe she still wonders the fact that she has been spared this proof, it all ends, even quicker than it''s beginning. And there she stays in the middle of those who now see, but used to not see, and didn''t see the real face of Man, in his most beautiful and horrendous moments! And let the world silence itself, and let it forget what
history cries outloud, because history is behind us.
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