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The Butterfly Effect

Small accidents bring tremendous changes to the world.

Like how the wing beat of a butterfly over stagnant oceans can bring tsunamis on faraway lands.

Just like the way we began this friendship the first time.

 Back then, the sky had always been a shade of dull blue.

Like there was a glimmer of doubt about it

It felt so distant and detached, it felt almost unreal.

The world was quiet and serene.

 If this were not the relentless screaming in my ears, it would have been sweet.

The constant chaos of overwhelming ideas.

The intense sensation of drowning in violent thoughts

Often the world felt like a silencer, a threat.

"Madness does not belong out here" it would claim.

 It was hard. Living in normalcy, pretending to be a human.

How, though, can a non-human live in a bland peaceful world?

How did my predecessor (Albert Einstein, Steven Hawkins, Galileo Galilee) stood firmly on top of the world without chipping away their sanity?

For creativity and psychosis are often the same thing.

So, how does one breathe in the face of one’s own oblivion?

 This is where you walked in.

A spilt-second decision supported by old and outdated knowledge and a handful of luck.

I chose you to save me from an encounter born of my insatiable curiosity.

It was an experience I could not bear to handle. (It was a confession from a boy, but still...)

 You let me be with you,

And even if in your life you have doubted my intent.

Unlike other people, you didn't drive me away.

After I allowed you to look inside my head,

let you see the maddening carnage of poisonous brilliance.

You merely walked in and asked to "elaborate."

You spoke not with bravery but with warmth.

To my bewilderment, the chaos stopped.

In all my years, none had been able to tame monstrosity,

I like to call my mind.

Most have shunned me for its existence, but you,

You gave my jumbling thoughts order rather than criticism.

And for that simple act, I am grateful.

 You weren’t “the light in the dark”.

How could you be when you love the darkness so much.

No, you were like guide.

Showing me the way, without forcing me into one path.

You’ve shown me colour in darkness.

Shown me the beauty of the past and

The stories of long dead writers.

And in time, I’d paint the future with all the shades I’ve seen.

 And so, from an impromptu meeting to a glorious friendship,

The world slowly became a brighter place.

The screaming in my head had stopped.

And now I have a friend!

 For a small moment can make significant difference.

And that impact will result a shift on our future.

Love.

I loved you.

Chased after you like the moon to the sun

Relentlessly forgave you 

For the putting cracks

In my heart.

I loved you.

Even when the tears came down

and the heavens wept falling star lights

Even when the earth split and cracked 

and my soul slowly came apart

Even when oceans flooded cities

and the weight of emptiness sank me into the abyss.

I still loved you.

And when it all became too much

I thought;

The destruction brought by the absence of your love

is not equal to the destruction caused by my yearning heart.

So, let the world burn, my love.

Watch it turned into ashes, and dust 

Watch it fall apart and decay and rot.

Watch as love bring a goddess to her knees

And see how she raise hell and chaos

To your mortal world.

Never blame a goddess for the ruin she’ll bring.

For a goddess actions, will always be just.

Canon: The story is over. The plot is resolved. The character’s have their ending. There is nothing more that can be written.

Fanfic writers: Challenge Accepted

Madness

The world asked for a contribution.

We answered.

And as our life became stuck mid-reality, mid-fantasy,

The world shook its head and laugh.

“This is not a contribution, this is madness.”

Our contribution is our blood and soul.

For what?

Their recognition? Gold medals?

Sacrifices are not effortless.

And if,

Ordinary people accepted extraordinary things.

Madness would not be a disease.

It would be a cure.