heart of darkness

that was beyond contested territories. that was a rush deep into enemy land; deeper than that, only an expedition into the beast's lair. it came as a surprise, of course, for not even i am crazy enough to go and knock on the devil's door. and all that for an illusion, yet another one. and one that stroke me as a surprise, for it was so unexpected. anyway, it was just one more, another one lost in this troubled path. eventually one of these illusions won't be an illusion; it will be something tangible, something real, that will send it all to the oblivion of the past, only for me to start anew. until then, i'll go on trying - if i'm allowed such an optimistic thought.