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Oh no, not again. Annoying! It still takes him by surprise. And gets harder, almost making him wonder if it's worth it. Dragging his barefooted soul up. Again. But if he doesn't, his soul will freeze and might wander off, find a random pair of shoes, no matter how he'll then look and be looked upon. Not that he cares much, and less for each time. With a tired sigh he starts. Only three steps, but each one making the soles of his feet bleed. Why is it so important? To stand on top of something, pretending to be at the top of something. United body and soul; a fictional construction anyway. Just looking the part. And to be able to overlook whatever: He lost interest in that whatever many steps ago. But, and with boredom, he, his soul and bare feet, will get there. Out of breath, he'll squeeze into those shoes. And will again be firmly rooted. Unable to move, but an example of achievement. He's quite disgusted with himself. Careful! That could make him misjudge, stumble, slip... He really can't cope with just one additional step. But he'll get there. And the shoes might not be too uncomfortable: He'll fit the expected posture. Again. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter (As always, somehow:) #laurieandthestoryof & #primeiroproximopasso #steps #shoes #reality #fiction #postures #soul #fuckedup #tired #pretending #iftheshoefits #stupidity #meandmymind #ladder #seeingthrough #sotiredofthewaysinthecirclesimovearoundinandtheeverongoingattempttobethenewestofthenewestorsomethingonthetopoftherankingthateveryonedeniesexistbutisafactsoobviousthatitsalmostfunny (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: 22below)