The Journey 596

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  • Dystopia : Prologue

    Dystopia : Prologue

    The year is 2099, post-apocalyptic earth, everything is destroyed, people have died, animal population decreased, scarce source of food, the world has reformed again, making one huge continent linking all countries together, and so people split into groups, upside and downside. These groups were made in order to enforce order, in world where everything has returned back to what earth truly means, this meant no technology and cars. The nation brought back to the primitive era, where earth is again for everyone, meaning of property has changed to where you setup your house or camp and 10 feet from each side is yours. Everyone is freaking out, some even denying the fact that they have lost everything , while others thrive in such situations like the survivalists or who I now call “preppers”, and of course there is me. I am called the improviser, I am the one who could get out of any situation with minimum damage, a chameleon, I can blend in so fast that people start to share their secrets with me, their trust is quite admirable considering their hypocrite nature and two faced creatures. I can manipulate the any situation to however I see fit, even at my own expense sometimes, just for the sake of experiencing new things. Now, some may say that it is stupid and why would you let yourself go through that if you could manipulate the situation. My response is that life is dull, mundane routine does not satisfy me, hence I like to experience new, dangerous things, the dangerous part is less often since the accident.

    I can never forget the imprint of my face on the cement when I jumped into a construction site pit from a 30 foot tall wall, just for trying to experience the feeling of bungee jumping, of course without the bungee, hence the imprint of my face on the cement. Life is not the same, everything is a mess, chaos. It is like the earth was shaken by a giant baby, then bounced off the of the milky way. Now earth has become so dark and cold, no light, only darkness, the only light that we can get is from the bombs that those two stupid groups are throwing at each other. Everything is gone, yet mankind still surprizes me with the silly stuff that causes them to fight. Last week they fought about fuel, well, I could not see why they could not share it, well, they fought and ended up using the fuel for all the wrong reasons, so nobody benefited from it. However, now they fight about anything, today I witnessed the group killing each other over some plants, the earth is literally dirt and soil, like grow your own. You could even pour water on any soil and it will blossom. Now you are probably thinking how can they grow plants without a sun, you see when I mentioned that the earth was thrown off the milky way, that part literally happened, and in my own humble experience in astronomy, when the sun and moon become one entity, and gives off a black light with a white ring flaring around it, where way off of our sweet milky galaxy. Here the green literally thrives you don’t need seeds or any thing pour water on any dirt or soil, and you will be amazed of the things that will grow their. I once dropped some ice, and this huge monstrous plant with a mouth popped up, just like the pre historic weeds but this one can move on its own, the earth is literally its playground. Sometimes you get lucky and you grow a fruit that is twice the size of our normal fruits, and sometimes you will be followed by the plant that you have grown like a puppy that wants to chew you up.

    When everything went to hell, I had a awakening moment, and started to feel like it is probably the right time to explore and travel, while a force my way out of the fallen house…..

  • Tales Of The Righteous: The Two In I

    Tales Of The Righteous: The Two In I

    A new tale begins of the righteous man, as the journal has been concluded and the pain has been washed away, weary yet feeling relieved as a new chapter of the righteous man takes place somewhere interesting, somewhere where the final goal has been achieved and now the fruits of that goal is being redeemed. For the righteous man has been through a lot in order to reach this point in life.

    The new adventure begins where the righteous man left a mark on the stone of the earth, near the tree life, across from the burial ground of his darkness consumed body, and so it shall begin the “Tales of the righteous”.

    Running towards the final goal, without stopping, continuously falling, and pushing through many setbacks. However, each time we fall, each time we face a hurdle, we get up stronger than ever, of course self doubting and feeling depressed didn’t help the process yet we were able to transcend. A series of tricks that we have picked up along the past few years on how to cope with such challenges.

    Here are the coping mechanisms that the righteous man has come up with to deal with me…

    • Distractions, lots of distractions
    • Always on the move, never stay still
    • Never be alone, ever!
    • Don’t lose focus, or worse getting sucked into the palace
    • Sleep only when you want to, not when you are tired
    • Stay clear of Caffeine
    • Drink lots of water
    • Fidgeting

    We were able to co-exist in one body, by creating a Palace that we can meet in and decide our every step, delegation of tasks based on our attributes and skills, of course we share the same knowledge but each of us uses it differently based on his personality.

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  • Weary Body

    Weary Body

    Consumed by words that I simply cannot write nor will I be able to share with anyone. My mind never stops, it keeps on reminding me of the things that was, is and what will be moving forward. It worries me, who will take care of my family when I am gone, who will comfort the poor sad creatures, mourning the loss of I.

    This is not farewell, it cannot be, I will not let this happen, said with great arrogance, as if I have a say in such a matter. Slowly weakening as the days pass by, I can feel my soul fading. Purgatory awaits for thy soul, lust for chaos, and a taste for blood, a worthy place to rest thy old soul.

    Soulless body, empty, feeling the abys within my being, there is no more anger nor feelings. Oh peaceful logic, the unnecessary drive has finally succumbed to the poisoned wounds and departed to his beloved resting place. I am now in total control of the choices that I take, I no longer have to fight for silly decisions such as food, drinks, or important life choices, for I am now the boss of my own life.

    Everything that happens here on after, I and only I shall be accountable for, I cannot blame the soul, I must take full responsibility of my actions. Mistakes never happened, tears never shed, smiles never frowned, eyes never tired… The crystal palace has emerged, I am now at peace.

  • Islands and Huts

    Fear is nothing but a feeling of not knowing the outcome of a an event that is yet to occur, however it consumes us. Stranded on an island with no one but yourself, you’ll start calling for help, hoping that you are not alone, yet when you discover that your not alone but there are other people around you whom were stuck too, they just died, their death seemed peaceful at least their bones were not disturbed which suggests a normal death.

    But of WHAT ! Dammit.

    How Would I possibly know, young apprentice. Don’t fret, there is always hope.

    Rescued from the island, the place you dread to leave, however, now you are saved yet filled with emptiness, and hardship as you are now going to back to the mundane routine of your pathetic life.

    What is it you really want, child?

    I want to be free!

    Foolish dreams, child. How could you possibly be free when you lack the slightest spark of light. You are, what one calls the “True Darkness”, you don’t seek freedom, you command it and destroy anything on your way.

    You see once man was rescued from the island and brought back to the society of lies and hypocrisy, and after experiencing life without people in it on a secluded island, you would want to go back to that peace. After experiencing life alone, without the dread of smiling, masking your true feeling and comforting the insects, who instead must be smashed by the foot, however, we couldn’t just go around and start smashing insects, it will harm the environment, the whole cycle of earth shall be distrurbed.

    That is what is holding me back, their doom shall be of their own making, and I shall be there to witness their downfall….

  • The Future…If There Is One.

    Part ?

    Xyma was informed about the arrows direction, and so he took his map from 100 B.C and placed it on his table and he carefully drew the arrows that appeared on their respective sites on the map with the pen of the beasts, in shock Xyma smirked and started laughing hysterically and mumbled that it was true. Later that day he ordered me to take a cruise and gave me the coordinates on an old sheet of paper.

    I was lost in my own thoughts as to why would Xyma handed over the coordinates to me, was he suspecting something, did I slip? Soon I got lost into my head, anxiety took over, as I continue to question everything around me. I have arrived to the port, the cruise and the air around it seems uncanny. I got on the cruise and it sailed specifically to where the two waters don’t mix, where the ones salty and the other is sweet, we continued on the line where the waters don’t mix until we found a little island filled with greenery, I can tell that no humans have ever set foot on this island as it lacks the human’s touch, mainly destruction. I have asked the captain to throw the anchor, to investigate this island. As I got on the dinghy, and they sailors have lowered me to the ocean, I rode it to the island.

    As I got closer to the shore, there seems to be an invisible wall or a barrier I felt on my body as I reached the beach. Now that I am on the island, I said to myself that the plan must go on, however, it is in need of great alterations. Forgot about the ship the plan, I lost focus because of the beauty of the island and its rare plants that seem to be alive, like those insect eating plants but bigger, I have searched the island and there is no logic to what I am currently experiencing, the mind controls the island or that is what I thought when I fell and a stupid thought crossed my mind that what if there was a pit instead of the thorns from the plants, and soon I found myself trapped in a hole.

    Then I thought of rain filling up the pit, and it did, and finally I got out of that pit, sure it took me a few hours to try and control my thoughts, so that my thoughts would not cast me into oblivion. As I walked into the pathway that am not sure if it was there before, a green path shoots from the island tip of the island towards horizon.

    Walking towards the horizon sure seems nice, when knowing that the ship has vanished and your plan to save the earth has collapsed. Strings of light from the sunset slowly fading as I walk away from the island and into the darkness of 3, as the ocean swept me off the path and into the ocean, falling, oh no, I am drowning. Floating, descending into the bottom of the ocean, as I remembered about the pressure and how my lungs are going to be crushed if I continue to descend…..

    The End

  • The Future…If There Is One.

    Part 1

    The apocalypse is upon us. The pandemic has wiped out the weak humans, whilst the other humans fought the battle of survival along with the beasts. This is not the typical apocalypse you would expect from reading books, or watching movies, this is different, a deadly yet slow destruction.

    In 2030, humans were able to conquer the galaxies, taking planets as their own land, each country trying to take as much inhabitable planets as they can. They have also destroyed every mountain on planet earth, searching for the unknown element that grants great knowledge and power based on ancient stories and legends. The legend was long forgotten until someone from the underworld who managed to grasp the knowledge from a traveler who does not reside in the underworld yet passes the globe, and escaped back to earth.

    With the great knowledge in his hands, he was able to infiltrate the mankind easily, and manipulate them into doing what he desires without questions, all for a favor, depending on the one of humans weaknesses. Xyma was able to befriend all the powerful people around the world, the right people, in order for his plan to be fruitful.

    Xyma ordered the 7 people that are now in debt to him to destroy the specific mountains he chose from around the globe and dig a deep hole in its place until their machines can no longer reach. He gave each one of them instructions, different from one another depending on the time the hole shall growl. America, Asia, Europe, Africa, Australia and two other locations in the intersection of Europe and Asia, these were the places that pinpointed the location of the unknown element. Each hole will growl but the duration of the growl varies, and each one of them accomplished their task perfectly and now to they are all to throw a lit match into the whole in order to find the location of the unknown element. Each hole imprinted an arrow on the ground beside the whole. The Seven’s job has not come to an end, yet.

  • Touch Down

    Once there was a kid who didn’t know better, he lived his life one day at a time, thinking only about the moment, neglecting or rather not ignoring tomorrow. He lived doing everything that comes to his mind, not thinking of the consequences, charging towards the unknown happily with a tiniest bit worry on his mind, he was fearless. Everyday is a new beginning, a new chance for another adventure, he came across a lot of people through his adventures, although they were from different parts of the country, they have a common a feature that unites them all as being humans.

    The young man continued in his path for years, until he realized that everything seems familiar, as though he is reliving the past, panicked and scared from what he just realized the young man ran across the fields and hid in his camp. The young man finally calmed down and started to wonder as to why he is reliving his past, there must be a reason, there must be something that he is missed that is causing his life to stop from progressing. Therefore, he began to retrace his steps using his scriptures and found out the despicable thing that caused all this mess.

    The young man engraved on the ground, signs from out of this world and numbers to mark his presence on earth, and then he fell asleep while thinking about tomorrow. In the morning, the young man woke up feeling different, changed, its not a new beginning, its the continuation of a long lost book “The Story of His Life”.

    WWT

  • An Epidemic

    The world is shivering, imbecile creatures are still ignoring the statistics, the truth therefore has been concealed from their eyes. The world is off balance, war is threatening our existence, and so it is a matter of decades until we will be no more.

    The war has made it impossible for the ill to survive, no medicine is available, the producing companies have banned international trade, and so the less fortunate countries are left to treat the sick with natural remedies. They have been cut off from the rest of the world, and so slowly they have become one with history as they now refrain from using any technology. On the other part of the world, where war has first emerged, the entire population has been wiped clean. Their oceans, rivers, and lakes have turned red, and the animals have been slaughtered without any reason, therefore that part of the world is uninhabitable.

    War, as it reigns havoc upon the humans, it opened the doors for its successor to come into play, and therefore, act two has begun. As hunger attacked the entire human race, and terrorized them, the humans have become more greedy thereby dividing themselves into two groups. The strong shall sacrifice the weak for the greater good as they claimed, in order to sustain life, cannibalism was their solution to survive. As they paved the road for the knight of death, polluted air, filth everywhere you turn, and so there began an epidemic across the entire world.

    The knight of death riding his horse, you can hear the neigh of the horse from any part of the world, and feel the black omen in the air as the knight descends to harvest the humans, as their roles have ended.

    “There is Still Hope”

  • The Damned

    In a new decade the wanderer returns, and takes off where he left off. The journal was lost, or rather destroyed by himself, because of the unbareable memories. So he decided to record the journey in the places that they have occured in, and so the man retraced his steps back to where it all began to mark the places in order, the darkness. However, not knowing that his return shall doom his soul, not just the memories, every single misdeed shall leave a mark upon his body. When the eyes will shut, the souls shall cometh and feed upon the wicked.

    The wanderer arrived, the darkness welcomed with joy, and upon passing through the huge gate, he felt the air on his body is different, he felt this feeling before, its fimiliar to him, yet he cant seem to recognise it. As he walked down the path of darkness, he felt as though the earth is pulling him down, his foot began to feel heavy, as it digs the earth imprinting his footsteps while heading towards the edge of the mounatin where the cliff house lies above the ocean of death. As the distance decreased between the house and wanderer, the air started to return back to normal. He entered the cliff house and soon he felt safe again, and as his eyes came across the book shelf of the damned and he soon remembered why he recognised the feeling of the air, and what shall happen to him when he marks the darkness and leaves.

    Embracing the consequences the wanderer leaves the cliff house and walks towards the gate of his doom, remembering all the pain and memories and now the punishment shall occur for his weak soul shall suffer for eternity.

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