Twenty-four hours before the most important moment in your life you’re full of anticipation. You feel impossibly alive, you know that soon you will turn around the corner but you don’t know what you will see there.

Everything is possible within these 24 hours. Everything is real.

You feel electricity running through your body. There are flowers blossoming on your fingertips. Your body is turning into curving Neil. You have so much power! You are afraid of your size and you easily step over Elbrus and Everest catching their snowy peaks. The sky becomes too tight for you and the skyscrapers scratch your sides.

You can do whatever you want. You are whatever you want.

You are the grain of sand getting in one’s sandals, you are the embrace of mother, lulling our planet. You are Quetzalcoatl proudly accepting the next sacrifice and you are the sacrifice whose eyes are ready to soak all the fear of the world. You are the fear. The anticipation is going hand in hand with you. You are the desire.

Everything you can imagine is real. In these twenty-four hours.

You are Atilla the Hun, ravaging villages, carrying pain, carrying death. You are a jester in a colourful costume. Someone is seeing you as a prophet, someone is throwing rocks in your back. Noone believes that very soon the moment they will never have will happen. They are weak, they are passive. They are afraid to fall into gaping maw of sky and to return back as gods. They are afraid of the power that will be remaining in your hands for the next 1440 minutes. Don’t pay any attention to them.  They are the sand under your feet, they are the dust on your clothes. They are parasites sticking on your trees.

You are a child, lost in a crowd, you are a teen run away from home. You are standing at crossroads and you can make a decision that will change the world. You will become a military frigate, leading the entire fleet into battle, or you will become a plague, making people kneel down?

You anticipate. You can go ahead and you can give up. You can break all the stars and weave a new universe from morning dew.

And let the countdown begin!

Time is no longer static. Lights, events, people are flickering around you. They will all remain faceless and powerless. But you.. Oh, you can’t stand still. Run against the flow of time, make it fight back, go back, stretch this day for eternity. Because you know, you may see nothing around the corner.

Your life is passing before your eyes.. black and white, in sepia, in colour, in negative. You remember every moment and you can plunge in any. But you just stand and watch how you approached this moment. You see all the crossroads and all your choices.

There is an eerie hum inside of you, your feelings are exacerbated to the limit. All the energy of our universe is ready to break away from you. There are only few seconds left.

You are a civilization, which reached its maximum development and disappeared from the face of the Earth. You are an exploded star. You are an erupted volcano.

You see what was around the corner. Every atom around you is sucking your strength away and you weaken. Joy and sadness overwhelm you, pulling you in different directions until you fall to the ground, which embrace you right away and you become one whole. The anticipation is spreading around you to the forgotten songs of sirens. Electricity is going away from you leaving the ashes.

In few endless seconds a sprout starts to push through the ashes. You watch the world again. You feel purified, empty and ready to absorb fresh juices of victories and defeats.

You have everything ahead of you again.