The Curves of Your Lips Rewrite History

Red Shift *_*

The ground shook beneath

Cracks, flames, obtrusions

Spikes disentangled

Clawing with tenacious fingers

The moor descended

The seas rolled, roaring

The white mist swirled, spun

Vision loomed, then dissolved

Empty pools of darkness spoke

Alight now with fire, embers sputtered

The twilight blanketing the abyss

And then It rose

Chains amiss, shattering speckled glass
Submerging shadows to the rising earth
Soaring, accelerating
Interspersing with the grey


And a sphere burst from the singularity
As white needles splashed across the dark
Swallowing the chaos
Burning with silent purity


The fires danced as the grey faded
The wind shivered, as a melody
Dispersed through the silence
Destruction became creation


And like a jet it cascaded
Across the universe
Swerving, shimmering, sparkling
And white shone to colour

See you in another life, brother. ='D

Lost is over. I guess after over 650 days you come around and watch it.

By What They Died For, I figured out that the despicable "Heart of The Island/Jacob/Smokey Gunna Destroy the Island" story was going to play out (the only part of Lost I didn't enjoy at all amidst parts of Season 4 with Sayid running around calling Charlotte CHARLOT & Geromino Jack obv.) so I accepted it.

P.S. Smokey FTW.

It was this emotional rollercoaster of a finale. My mind wasn't blown. But I still loved it for what it was. however, the underlying themes of letting go, moving on and starting over, reunion & redemption formed a very strong emotional backbone for the show. And for what it's worth - it gave not only the characters but also the viewers CLOSURE.

I was too excited about my mind's journey of Lost ending to cry. I strangely didn't. When Sun & Jin died. When Sayid died. (P.S. I cry every time a character dies. EVERY SINGLE TIME.) But when beautiful, brave Jacko staggered and fell at the bamboo shoots, back to where everything began and Vincent, swooped   down, licked him and stayed with him as he died, I couldn't help but let out a sob. It was over. Lost was over.

='D

Thank you Lost.

For your beautifully flawed characters.

For your intricate, powerful and captivating story.

For the finely woven web of awe-inspiring, gnawing mysteries, truths and revelations.

For capturing and delivering the human psyche - different parts of it every week.

For the time-travel & electromagnetic anomalies.

For the alternating melancholy & exploratory undertones in music.

For all your references (to Fantasie Impromptu & Stephen King esp.)

And even though David ain't real, he's as cool as Daniel Faraday

For all the weird convoluted Physics.

Let's get married, yeah?

For the idea of Daniel Faraday and Desmond Hume.

I have a constant too Daniel. WE HAVE SOMETHING IN COMMON. The offer's still open btw.

For lovely Charlie Pace.

CRY FO' REAL. ='(

For brave crazy Jacko & For intelligent Benjamin Linus.

And of course, 

For Juliet.

& Sawyer.

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For the amazing 120 (actually triple that) hours I spent forgetting everything else, lost in the surreal unreality and sheer brilliance of Lost.