googly googly googly go away!

Everyday is the mirror of the previous day, except for the flow of the cloud and shape of the wind that runs through my fingers. All these are crushed into a fine plate of hard, metallic thread, one after another. And there is enough of these threads that my eyes have spindled through time immemorial to weave a soft, flawless envelope. The kaleidoscope of webbed dreams cast linked similar images bringing out a maze of chaos in the ordered and punctuated spaces lying in-between. How much of this stupid, suicidal...rather sacrificial sacrilege is going to be done in order to suffice the call of inner voice which has been beckoning to break this thread and stop this chain reaction. It is usually the self and no nobody 'stranger' else which ends up surprising the individual inside.

P.S. please do not mind the blogger as she has the least idea of what she is scribbling about. And 'googly googly googly go away' is just a borrowed phrase from a movie LOL!!!