Pandora Jupiter

Feelings Value

Black is a neutral color that is trapped, pitch black dispelled by the petals, slowly a girl's eyes open-me. The blinding light of vision demanded an adaptation to the environment I had just received. Instantly it also gives the effect of dizziness and blurry double-shaded, where both hands are forced to cover half of the face, the appearance of the face, pushing the forehead to withstand the pain in the head. That moment I felt like a snow princess who had experienced a very long sleep, thousands of years. Or is it possible, for the first time the sense of sight reacts to witness the design of the world.

“Cold...” spoken while stroking the arms, hugging their own body, “Warm...” was also felt somewhat contradicted but true. Stung sharply the scent of the sun, but not witnessed the existence of him even though I was looking for, except the blue full moon as his replacement, from above he looked arrogantly motionless. But there is not only one, there are dozens of numbers of yellow, brown and white are also dark red, among which there is the largest bright bright shine that imitates the graceful sapphire crystal.

“Cantiknya..”. lips separated because the mouth is slightly open, lured to the charm of the full moon that forces want to continue to look, dream like a butterfly perched on the flower garden that is blooming, and, I imagine what it would be like to stand on one of the moons far away there, surely satisfying the desire of impi.

A body that is cold like ice cubes begins to warm up over time since the entire organ is working optimally. The perceived warmth dripped like dew on the green leaves forming small clumps of water everywhere, but also impressively drizzle rain stubs that slowly get louder pushing the sky behind the cloud of gray orange behind bokeh foggy window glass. A soothing and comfortable impression to daydream things. Suppose an assortment of pieces of memories in the past that only clearly record a striking part or just impressed for life if it is very strong feelings contained in it. Moments where happiness has occurred, can also be sadness because of an event that eats away at the heart.

Tragically to me, even just able to daydream of an absence. Just like an amnesiac patient who wakes up in a hygienic-white hospital room. I also have no memory of myself even though the body is fully in perfect health without any defects or injuries.

“That is called by the past, do I have it too?."

I stared at the two hands I opened and the head repeatedly to the point of being tired. So mysterious in my mind when I imagine this part of the body can be moved at will. It still feels strange like a baby who has just been born into the world, too, feels that he has lived a long time but at the same time, like this is just the beginning of the beginning line of life. Nothing is remembered even though it feels like it has various memories stored in the brain, as well as the concept of reincarnation, like being mysteriously reborn, still do not rule out the possibility if from the beginning nothing had happened before. For there is no way to be sure, then, there is no other way but to live out all that has been set.

Emptiness - everything is moving from there, something is ticking in the body causing curiosity, I stick my palms around the chest looking for exactly to be. ‘Interval of life’.when it stops then this life will end, even destruction will make the body die entirely. A vital organ often called the heart crystal - a beautiful stone that glows dimly in the body, a form of beauty full of magic and mystery that is eternal even though death picks up.

“Tik.. yes. tick.. tok-..”

The soft voice of another woman sounded in harmony with the heartbeat I was feeling. The woman imitated the ticking of the clock, a black silhouette of a human form appeared. His face was unrecognizable because of the distance at which both of us made each body look smaller than normal. Walking forward and forward, the shadow step by step stretched his legs and arms rhythmically as far as he could move in turn. The footsteps of a teenage girl reflect sound from various directions, spread widely to the sky but it sounds just like being in a cave or an enclosed room.

From the largest frequency then shrink after echoing up to three to the fourth time connected with the original sound of his mouth again which he continues to hum mimicking the sounds of the clock. Hypnotizing my self-consciousness, causing a strange curiosity, wanting to keep listening to it carefully, but I realized it would be meaningless as well.

Look up. The nearly black dark blue sky is filled with billions of tiny stars connected to each other with imaginary lines forming various constellation symbols. The purplish blue aurora bergonta color ceaseless, glittering majestically, the extraordinary beautiful scenery captivates the sense of sight to shine amazed made.

The reflection was projected through the shadows of my two eyeballs that looked as if they were burning like fireworks, blaring in the void of the far boundless sky. Anything that is being thought of just disappears after a few minutes at this amazing moment. Stunned with a slightly open mouth say a sincere compliment.

“Uwaaah, amazingly beautiful...truck, this is really cool!!”.

Turning away I want to find my way home.in that moment I stopped my habit of leaving loneliness, loneliness because I do not have anyone, family, friends, lovers. Pressing the chest into deep pain. Not that there is a figure missing leaving, at first there is nothing tied to me, then there should be nothing to be sad about. There's nothing to care about.

Could it be me who left him? I don't remember anything. I forget everything, it might make someone fall into tears at the loss of my being by his side, if there is a possibility of that happening, I will curse myself, because I understand exactly what it's like.

Mixed up in my heart, what I feel in my body right now is so heavy. Once again slowly stick my palm up while closing my eyes, directing me to the same place as the heart. Diving in the recesses of darkness as in the depths of the unspoiled ocean.  So deep... so far away..Fear.. Anxiety... Loneliness.....Sadness...Funness.

Basically, endless, without a definite explanation, that's how true the feeling is. Did I find what was hidden in there. I don't know, it's strange to think I've understood something I wanted to understand. But in fact there is nothing I understand even though I realize this feeling is mine.

“Hah.” Breathing lightly because the reality is also not I know exactly what I want to look for earlier. What do I want to find? Could it be another memory that is as valuable as my feeling of being amazed at this magnificent sight or the existence of someone I hoped to have once existed in my heart, just making you nervous.

For now can only accept and let time explain when the time comes. After all, what I should have thought from the beginning was that this place I saw was very foreign. It feels so empty without the existence of others. In absolute silence without plants are also animals. No housing or building. As far as the eye can see there is really nothing here except some kind of inanimate object that serves to indicate the length of time. Exactly the artificial time indicator based on the length of time it takes the planet Jupiter to rotate, which is about ten hours as a day.

The various forms of embodiment of the clock surround me as its center. one giant clock tower towering skyscraper is patterned in detail and has a large bell that somehow leaned to the left like it wanted to swing but did not move. Hundreds of plugs went silent even though the alarm needle was crushed just below his short needle with a difference of only a fraction of a second.

The hourglass of glass is pierced by blue moonlight, inside it looks beautiful greenish-blue sand grains, sparkling with beauty, almost all of it had already been piled up at the bottom connected with a bit of the still-unfalling piece hovering in the air remaining frozen in time.

Wall clocks of various shapes from those made like small wooden houses to simple ones are only round or square in shape lying everywhere.

The watch cabinet also has a pendulum behind its glass that is half-sinked in the water-filled floor. Just realized I was also sitting with my legs back to form the letter W, slightly drowning my lower body in a puddle of water that I did not know from where the masaannya also did not seem the end, without feeling anything on my human senses.

Wearing a light-colored sleeping pajama suit a pale purple palette matching his knee-length trousers has a twisted lace at the end. The clothes I wear are not wet. As if what I saw was just an optical illusion or maybe my existence was a delusion. Ducking daydream while staring at the face of a teenage girl clearly reflected from the calm clear water but occasionally cause small waves because of the movement and diaphragm of my body. Raise questions in mind. ‘This is me?’ Dark purplish black hair straight cut short flat along the shoulder but on both sides leaves a long section up to the chest.

“Why don't I recognize myself?”.

"Is this really me?.