Thirty Seconds To Mars - Short story made from the group's song titles.
This is a short story I wrote several years ago. It could be an idea for a future video project. In the same style as the “Hurricane” video from 2010. I wrote this three years ago before my 18th Birthday.
This is my story I’m about to tell. A short story, the story. It was dark that night and I had to accomplish the mission. For that, I needed to penetrate a brand new world that I called the fantasy, and that I knew nothing of. I walked through a crystal, dark tunnel. The hesitation and anxiety made it feel like 93 million miles long. Though, there was a guide who accompanied me. He said no word and left soon before I got to the end of the tunnel. The only thing I remember him mumbling was “welcome to the universe. This is year zero”.
I opened my eyes after having shut them the whole way. I looked around and saw nothing: I was in oblivion and sensed I may be on the edge of the earth.
I walked further on, past the surrounding thick mauve mist and started to observe things: I saw 100 suns in the orange, blue, red and purple skies. I felt like as if I had fallen into my own imagination for it felt like a beautiful lie, a beautiful fiction, but it was all real. Inside me was a great war, it was a battle of one, a war of opinions, almost Manichean: the imaginary feeling and reality. The second one grew bigger, stronger like a vox populi; and finally found victory.
From yesterday, I was a new being with everything I was discovering. I was a stranger in a strange land.
I was living a modern myth, all though I actually had no idea if it was modern time, no idea of time at all.
I walked further and further, and soon noticed changing of the climates and temperature: it was now extremely cold and enormous clouds of yellow and green smoke hastily faded in above my head. They were clouds. Despite the abnormal phenomenons that were going on around me, I kept on walking, focused and looking forward.
There were great, violent waves ahead, in a grey and dark black sea. I then saw a giant hurricane whose size would have appeared unbelievable. It was charging over the surfaces, changing colour like a machiavelic jinn, unleashed.
It was now slowly moving towards me and I realized the waves were no longer in movement and that I was scared. I tried to stop walking and looking away or raising my hand above my eyes but in vain. My bare feet were moving forward, unstoppable like the hands of time and I could only shut my eyes.
I then anxiously opened them again as the hurricane and I were getting closer. To my surprise, I was walking on water, a very soft indeed, yet solid water. Just as I almost collided with the size less tornado, it suddenly stopped and descended the solid sea, leaving a spiral formed hole instead. I still did not stop walking though, and finally found myself walking into it. During my fall, I screamed, I yelled, I laughed, I cried; but no sound came from my mouth. I had been falling longer than I ever had before and had time to look around me. On the sides of the old tornado, I could perceive thousands of eyes, big and small, but all looking at me. As the hole grew narrower, pictures and moments of a younger person appeared who seemed to be getting older as the spiral grew shorter. I finally recognized myself and found that these pictures stuck in time around me, were only my negative moments and souvenirs.
The spiral was now getting even more constricted around me. The sides of the hole were getting even nearer to me and the bad, melancholic memories of mine just faded away, unveiling my more glorious and happier memories.
The bottom of the hole was the smoothest floor I had ever known and parachuted my fall.
I was completely surrounded by the deep, hollow walls and could barely move. All of a sudden, they turned red as I started to panic and I then heard a mighty voice coming from both behind and in front of me: “You are here finally. You have long been awaited by us. Do you know who you are? …You are our saviour… You will now be named Capricorn (a brand new name)”.
His, hers or its words struck me like thunder and I felt a strange feeling inside. The voice then commenced again: “You will now be introduced to my world. …Your world… Welcome to the universe.”
The walls then simply disappeared and a dazzling blue light shone in my eyes.
I discovered a new and strange environment with transparent sand dunes, golden beetles flying around my head, dark blue and purple rainforests, pink rivers, huge algae coloured rocks and much more that I can’t even describe. This was a paradoxal topo. There was no civilisation and the only trace of knowledge I could see was a strange shaped graving under my foot. I knelt down to see and it looked like “R-Evolve”.
I could not see any people; no men nor women, no kings and queens, I extremely wanted to escape for all this vast, open space and its possessions were astonishing and shocking me. But soon, my soul was brought to a calmer state of mind as I looked at the silky flowing pink water. My eyes followed it in the reverse direction of the currant, taking my look to the source of the river. At the very top of this river I could see nothing, except for thirteen columns of all sizes and colour.
The three tallest ones in the middle, seemed to be holding a giant pink ice cube. A giant ice cube of the same colour as the river. The ten other columns were split around the tall trio, in two groups of five.
Dragged by some sort of curiosity and euphoria, I approached these 13 strange totems and noticed that all the “water” that was running down the stream was coming from this huge ice cube. For, the ice cube was melting. And each drop that it shed, was enough to fill an empty lake.
Mesmerized by all of this, I then woke up, all of a sudden and looked toward the nearest column. I walked towards it and found, close up, that there was a door at its base. After a short moment of hesitation, I went to lay my hand on it. But at that moment, my eyes lit up, as the door handle shone a dazzling light. In one second, I was blind and could see nothing.
Then.. my eyes slowly adapted to the change of light as I could start to see, small runes, and shapes. Everything that I saw was simplified reality: there were no colours. Just black and white.
White, was how I could see everything. Black, was the “colour” that separated the different shapes that I saw.
As I looked at myself, I was surprised to see that my body resembled that of an uncoloured cartoon.
I raised my hand under my eyes to notice that I had no fingerprints, no creeses
Michael James Hall 29?/04/10
Abstract minds
