Friday, June 26, 2009

Invasion


You didn't ask, you just walked into my mind. An uninvited guest.And then you started moving things, personal things, my thoughts , my memories. I was no longer my own person, you took over. 
I don’t remember inviting you. My life was ordered, regulated. I was contented, but for reasons I’ll never understand I stood aside and let you change everything, things which until then I’d felt comfortable with.Then as suddenly as you arrived, you walked back out. Now all around me is chaos.I watched as you invaded my privacy. Why did I allow you to invade my mind?

14 comments:

  1. An invasion of privacy can have many tragic consequences. Nicely put here.

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  2. Loved the end Don't let them muddle up your mind

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  3. Sometimes we can't help but let someone/ thing invade our privacy and minds. We can only control how we react to said invasion. Nicely written. Have a great night.

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  4. That was very affecting. Short but... well, hardly sweet. Raw and heavy emotion well laid out and expressed. As I say, very affecting.

    Mine own: http://eclecticchair.wordpress.com/2009/06/26/fiction-friday-stephen-shakespeares-rough-morning/

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  5. Although I didn't feel closely drawn in by the content, I did enjoy the emotion evoked. Good for a short piece.

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  6. one word: WOW!

    I would like to read more of this! You should explore the idea!

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  7. funny, how when this kinda things happens, it happens so slowly, one only notices it when it's too late...

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  8. because we as humans as much as we would like to deny it crave the validation of another human being in our lives....

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  9. This reminded me of a show that played a few episodes here in the US. It was called Invasion :) little beings that entered the body of people after a hurricane...maybe that is what happened.

    Have a great weekend Keith.

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  10. Once you let them in...well it is like pandora's box. Well done.

    b

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  11. Welcome back Keith - you have been missed. Tis the curse - and the blessing - of an artist to be afflicted with such a condition you describe.
    We as writers can choose to ignore those voices - or we listen and begin to write their story down. An invasion? perhaps - especially when its in the shower...Blessing? absolutely.
    Visitors can see my FF here.. http://annieevett.blogspot.com/2009/06/virtual-invasion.html

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  12. NICE emotion. I sometimes forget how effective the raw can be. Thank you.

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