This week’s fun words: Never Chair Keta (n. an image that inexplicably leaps back into your mind from the distant past.) Shard Thirteen Short Colour Weed Engulf Magnitude Disgrace Elusive
Never could it be said that the chair had any significance apart from those reoccurring keta moments where saw himself seated at the water’s edge willing it to do as he wished, and of course to no avail.
He never believed one shard of this could in anyway be true. He was no Canute, he knew that after thirteen long years of study his short academic career was coming to an end.
He was held as a colourful character, beset with keta moments from some stage in history. The Crusades, the Spanish Inquisition the assassination Of Franz Ferdinand. But the chair and the sea kept reoccurring much to his displeasure.
It was the weed they said. Stop smoking the weed man he heard all the time.
But after thirteen years the illusions of the past had well and truly engulfed him that he would recount these many keta moments to anyone who would listen and that pool of folk was diminishing by the day.
The magnitude of all this led for him to be ultimately disgraced and expelled, exiled, isolated as it were from all academic pursuits. But the images kept happening and he began the elusive chase to uncover the true meaning of his keta moments.
It seemed that when he saw a chair he thought of the sea when he saw the sea, a chair floated into his mind. Odd wasn’t how one existed with the other. Keta moments could be like that you know!