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Chocolať

It is rather coarse, I thought to myself. The taste slightly bitter. Though well balanced when it comes to the flavour profile, texturally it had a certain room for improvement according to me. I considered this for a second as I rolled up the wrapper and put it in the breast pocket of my shirt.

For my appreciation for the blues, I really didn’t know anything about jazz, so I couldn’t figure out what song was playing. I could hear the chatter of a few people sitting on the table next to me. I couldn’t really understand what they were rambling on about. In their defence, I wasn’t supposed to, yet their chirpiness and high energy outbursts of excitement did make it hard to ignore them.

It tastes better with the Cappuccino, I discovered as I took a sip from my cup. The texture of the chocolate, which seemed coarse a second ago, seemed well accompanied by the smooth texture of the foamed milk of the coffee. Do they really need to hand over the chocolate along with the coffee, I wondered. The size doesn’t seem apt enough to be enjoyed with the entire cup. It’s a good supplement for sugar; I smirked at my own self.

If you’re thinking about it, then might as well add it, no one is watching, no one will know. My resolve was being tested again. A wise man once said; lead your life as though someone’s always watching, and so I did, closing the lid of the jar of sugar. Being ‘Sophisticated’’ seems odd.

My chain of thought was broken by the rumbling of an engine. I looked up and saw a tempo cross by. As I glanced the scene something caught my eye. The brown tone of wood is rather well complimented by the orange of a street light. The two make an interesting contrast with the deep, yet bright blue of the late evening. There I was staring at a glass door, beyond my own reflection, I saw a man selling flutes. They seemed beautiful, under the street lights.

Appreciating the flute player, who blocking the facade of a fondant shop, and a few designer boutiques, who ironically seemed juxtaposed in his own country, in the very soil he called home, I gained perspective. What two seconds ago were simply facades, were now important, they demanded attention. Having been blocked by our little street artist and his entrepreneurial spirit, these facades caught my eye. Suddenly the coarse piece of chocolate with the Cappuccino started making sense to me.

It wasn’t coarse due to its lack of balance between the cocoa and chocolate, it was coarse for a reason. The reason why it supplemented maybe a piece of cookie was simply because it had a motive. That small 1cm×1cm morsel of chocolate was suddenly an unsung hero in this little saga. Its rightful place on that tiny little saucer was justified as it made my Cup of Cappuccino that much better. It made an already good ‘Cup of Joe’ seem great, for I appreciated its creaminess and smoothness even more with our little pal, the Piece of Chocolate.

What half an hour ago seemed redundant was now a necessity. I caught myself trying to pick up small crumbs, absolute morsels of chocolate with my finger as my coffee almost came to a close, for the piece itself was lost into oblivion, leaving behind only the wrapper still pinching in my breast pocket. I looked up to be confronted by yet another sense of longing. The flute player was gone.

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Nothing is true. Everything is permitted. We are the architects of our lives. We hold the reigns of our future, we however cannot control the life of the horse that we are on. Ironic how I'm in control of my life as long as I'm allowed to live. In the inevitability of it all maybe picking a side is the first and the only decision that counts........

“Maybe… maybe you should say your prayers. To God. To Lucifer. Whoever.”

“Considering I’m at risk to die in the next day, and considering that I have no idea as to how my morals have stood, I don’t think I want to take sides.” The protagonist smiled. “I don’t want to accidentally make enemies, just in case I do die and end up in the wrong place, right?”

#life-and-death #revelations #choices #life #life quotes #midnight-thoughts

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Reality is simply the fiction that endures.

»truths« by HULA

#epiphany #wandering thoughts #reality