a sleight of hand.. . for slow eyes

i want to be liberated from all indiscretion as i speak.

most ppl tend to delight in drivel as they garrulously type away on their blogs. it's solely entertainment withholding any sense of inner thought. yet, i will be the first to confess that i will be the culprit of this widespread crime. just not as of now. well, a lil white lie won't hurt. heh.

2:45am presents a lot challenges comparative to its fraternal twin: 2:45pm. hahaha so as the television muffles my voice from any actual thoughts, i am impaired from a clear path of mind. caution: bear with me =]

a magician presents four cards on a small but attractive table and presents to you an opportunity to outwit him and overcome a task that most have unsuccessfully completed. Intrigued, disillusioned, and bold, you stand before this mild mannered man and accept his seemingly meager challenge. Cards become nothing more than a shadow of their own reflections as they "magically" intertwine with each other, ceasing to be four and synchronizing into one. Foolishness is the first thought you harbor as you realize his words have lured you like a mouse into a trap. Yet, hope has not escaped you. You're a ruthless bounty hunter. Shaking from what you just endured, you don't know what to expect. A hand hovers over all the cards as he invites you to choose the right one. A laudable victory if you were to choose correctly. So you wait. Move too quickly and you are sure to lose. You think. Actions without careful discretion would be foolish. You play your odds. Statistically, one of the four has to be your golden reef. You concentrate but you don't know. Courageously, you take a stab at it because you know it won't be able to stab back. You shift your hand over the desired card, anticipating a mental cheer to resound. You've made your choice. Heh.. what did you expect to happen? Could it have happened any other way? How do you think you did?? of course, you chose correctly. He smiles at you, as it is accompanied with a grin of complete satisfaction. You've beaten the foreseeable system but undoubtedly he's beaten you. As you were intently immersed in this game, you never realized that someone had stolen money from your back pocket. The money you were preserving for something that would be so worth while. it was planned. premeditated. you were the one to fall into the slaughter.
this was an elusive proposition from the start.


keep your eyes open

Hyst