Apart

Apart they went, each their own way, and as we are to observe them, we can give more details...and we feel that one of them is going away quite fast, so fast that it seemed he did not want to be close to the other, and he didn't want to remember. And indeed sometimes we all want to go fast to that place, to that other, special place, where we will encounter new things which will make us forget about our memories, those memories, in particular, which are so hard to forget when one goes about in one's own pace. But one can never know how experienced that man is, that man in the street, and so it is not possible to tell whether he is going fast because he wants to lose his memories or whether that is just his normal pace in his life. At least in the face of it, this man of the street seems to be enjoying a lot, not just, as one is inclined to think, enjoying his own actions, but also enjoying the surrounding, the life that in this quick pace is fading away before his eyes. 

A peculiar moment followed. First, a part of this moment played out within us: we realized that things are not meant to fall apart in this way, that things are not meant to reveal newness...what followed this realization was a moment when there was an attempt to find a way, via a 'performance' to show the case of falling apart was against an order, and not of the norm. Spirits were called upon to put on a show, a show of unity and pride and equality and struggle, a show with very many political overtones, a deft show...but then, the show's ending really put a peculiar character to the whole of it. Rather than all the characters going about their own ways after the show was over, it rather seemed that the characters all mingled together too much, that they did not break apart, and out came a voice, full of positive message, but which ultimately signified that some type of death had taken place which nobody was aware of. 

And after the fog has finally gone away, our eyes catch him again. Out of nowhere, a fast, inexplicable moment arises: he turns to us, he looks at us for a while as if he is seeing us for the first time, and it is the first time that we have seen him this way. So, something makes us helpless, and we mingle with him, and then new memories come in, and then the memory of the show comes in, the inexplicable show, and we understand.