Pumpkin Party by Maria L. Berg 2022 Contradictory Abstract Nouns
So here we are near the end of October. This week I looked at Here’s the calendar I came up with for my continued study through November:
Today’s prompt is Party.
Party in the Pumpkin Patch by Maria L. Berg 2022
Today’s theme is
Pleasures Never Simple
Pain is a thief
stealing simple pleasures
the fuzzy, cuddly
warm blanket now scrunchy provides no relief an irritant suddenly too hot robbing needed rest every toss and turn a test of endurance
my body that betrays
can find no comfort reminding me that no pleasure is simple, only taken for granted until not
nothing is easy when
every movement threatens
I couldn’t find any information about the artist or title of
today’s image. That’s something that bugs me about Pinterest (and the internet in general). I’ll be more careful next year, and learn a little bit about each image I choose before I put it in the collection. Anyway, These lanky lamp-face creatures are intriguing. Where did they come from? What are they doing?
Once a few people witnessed how the monsters fled when the Nightlamps were in the area, they believed they were benevolent beings and saw them as saviors. Cults popped up in every town, demanding offerings, as if they would know what a Nightlamp wanted, other than to shine light on the monsters. Unlike us the Nightlamps had an obvious purpose. I came to envy them. Knowing exactly what your purpose is and being able to act upon it toward it always seems so freeing to me. For the rest of us attempting to continue in some sense of normality, we had to deceive ourselves into purpose.
The answer that never arrived was, What came first, the monsters or the Nnightlamps? It was as if the creatures had always been there in the dark, but we saw them differently, or didn’t understand them as monsters before the Nightlamps. I think they looked like people before. That we called them criminals, and evil. We didn’t understand that they were shape-shifters, mimics, replicants, whatever you want to call them. There were always monsters, we sometimes spoke of demons, possession, things like that, but that was only the monster coming to the surface, or someone being sensitive to it. So where did the Nightlamps come from, and why now? Maria L. Berg Writober7 Day 30
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