Wide Sargasso See Me

melting into ambiguity
Ambiguity, melting into each other. Here nor there.

Ambiguity, melting into each other. Here nor there.

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“I pretended too. Different things of course. You can pretend for a long time, but one day it all falls away and you are alone. We were alone in the most beautiful place in the world” (Rhys 78). — You can’t hide in a wide open space. And the more beauty, the more truth comes out. The vastness mirrors your own isolation. It was only a matter of time, dear Antoinette, for it to come out.

“I pretended too. Different things of course. You can pretend for a long time, but one day it all falls away and you are alone. We were alone in the most beautiful place in the world” (Rhys 78).

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You can’t hide in a wide open space. And the more beauty, the more truth comes out. The vastness mirrors your own isolation. It was only a matter of time, dear Antoinette, for it to come out.

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“There is nothing left now. They trampled on it. It was a sacred place. It was sacred to the sun!” (80). 

“There is nothing left now. They trampled on it. It was a sacred place. It was sacred to the sun!” (80). 

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“They are forgotten, except the lies. Lies are never forgotten, they go on and they grow” (79).  — My truth under your lying web. Smothering. The winners write history, and history can be rewritten. Right or wrong — it doesn’t matter. The cold, hard lie is strong and wins. The soft, fresh truth wilts and burns.

“They are forgotten, except the lies. Lies are never forgotten, they go on and they grow” (79). 

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My truth under your lying web. Smothering. The winners write history, and history can be rewritten. Right or wrong — it doesn’t matter. The cold, hard lie is strong and wins. The soft, fresh truth wilts and burns.

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