There I am with my thoughts, my theories, my
characters and quintessences, all arranged in structures I believe they can
make some sense. I can only hope it can survive my own questions and doubts
about its stability, when suddenly comes one little realization that pretty
much destroys the order I thought I had.
It baffles me how often one whole structure can
be wholly dismounted by this simple droplet of chaos. It’s one character that
puts all scourgers in disarrange, so the current story I had becomes
disintegrated somehow. It’s the same thing about the gemstones, when one new
gem suddenly makes me see a new world of problems that I was entirely unaware
of.
At the same time, but much less frequent, there
are also some words and little connections that suddenly make the chaotic
ambience incredibly ordered. It’s about this deus ex machine device that life
can give us sometimes, fixing the puzzling combination that suddenly needs one
note or one bigger view of the board for me to see the connecting stream
behind.
These droplets make me think of the existence
of cracks in whatever I believe is just so solid and well-structured, but just
outside there is one unknown element that will shoot down and crash it all. And
it’s not like these droplets that help me make me less uneased, as it’s also a
sign of a poor vision of the game.
