The Journey 596

Category: Dream

  • “And So It Begins”

    Pacing, I can no longer feel my feet, I am hovering. The thoughts are rising about everything that has or could have happened in the past if only certain events have gone differently; regret, I guess I am still stuck in the past. Drowning, in a series of fictional yet real events, with the imaginative power of a writer, an eyesight of a dreamer, and pain, I have been sucked away from reality. Stranded, in the darkness of my mind, a place where visions have been accumulated.

    Watching the visions, continuously one after the other took a toll on my weakened soul, for most events were of great sadness and misery. The curse has returned, I can’t lose now, at least not yet, I have the strength. One more chance, to get myself together, to seek the truth, to do whatever I can to finish my journey, to finally make it, to the end of the tunnel.

    I’ve finally made up my mind, I shall no longer hide nor run away from the truth no matter how much I want it to be false, I shall face it, for I can’t tolerate such actions upon my soul. Standing in the abyss of my mind taking in all the pain, feeling it as it tortures my body and wrecks my soul. I will survive, I am not going to back down now, I must rupture the dome of the past and get out of it, for I haven’t reached the final goal yet.

  • “Don’t Lose Hope”

    Washed up in an island, after our ship got sunk, over 1000 people have gone missing. I don’t know if I’m the only survivor that have been washed into this island. The island is filled with scary mountains, along with these mountains there is an active volcano erupting blue electric waves for lava.


    I’ve gathered the stuff that got shoved with me on the island, a flashlight, a lighter, a knife and a backpack. Rested under a tree until the morning, when the sun came out I’ve started exploring the island, trying to find anyone or something that could help me get out of this situation. Two days have passed and I haven’t found nobody yet, I’m all alone in this stranded island. Surrounded by the ocean from all sides, the weather is starting to get worse, the wind destroyed my camp, and the rain extinguished the fire; with nothing left, I’ve come to succumb to the darkness in my head, the thoughts have risen and flowed, about the death of my poor soul.

    The loneliness, hunger, and the darkness in me have weakened me, and so I’ve come to peace with the thought of leaving because at the end, for I’ve torn all the strings of hope; therefore I’m dying. 

  • Without A Mask

    A man so different than the rest, unique in everything that he does. He is different that everything he does gets criticized and sometimes judged as to why he is like this. However, the man could not care less, for his actions could never have hurt anyone. Nevertheless, the town continued their role as a coach for the man must conform into becoming one of them, but the man believed in his soul, and so their efforts has gone to waste. Unfortunately, the society took it upon themselves to make the life of this man who was true to himself a living hell.

    The man was labeled with words none of which were true, and started making rumors about his personal life. They have entered his personal space, sabotaged his inner peace, and stabbed him with words so painful that he was about to unleash something evil, something that he was afraid of losing himself in it, and that was rage. The man ran away, as fast as he could, as if getting away from a killer, the man was trying to calm himself from all the anger, so that he could return back home.

    The man has finally calmed down after hitting the trunk of tree until his hands became numb, and his knuckles were covered in blood. On the way home the man started to think as to why they were treating him badly when he never have offended anyone. Entering his apartment the man saw an old lady standing in front of his door, when he came up to her she said do not worry my child everything will be fine just do not lie to yourself, do not wear mask, do not hide who you are, be true, for only then will you be able to achieve and fulfill your purpose in life.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Abandoned Soul

    In a town filled with fakes, wearing masks, hiding their true soul behind the image that the society has created for them. Conforming became the new happiness or otherwise, you shall be shunned. Given choices, none of which the soul truly likes. The soul has been ignored, trying to please others selfish needs, and so the pain became harder to endure, and soon the soul started to give in to hatred.

    Everything feels familiar, the air, the people, and even their actions became so predictable as if you are stuck in a story that repeats itself and never progressing. Fear ended when the soul gave in to hatred. Now that the soul has turned dark, the only way to feel nothing at all, shut down all emotions, and never have the anxiety of what others think about you; is to be true to yourself, find peace with who you really are, and believe in yourself, and as always work hard and do whatever it takes to achieve all your goals.

    Rewriting the story, resetting everything, avoiding the mistakes, and most importantly do not ignore your soul, believe in what you would like to be and do if anything should be ignored is the opinion of the people who never understand and would like everything to go by their rules.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • The Eternal Herd

    Ignorance is still among those who try to conform, portraying the perfect herd of sheep. Even though each of them was gifted unique characteristics they tend to compare themselves to their peers, forgetting their own uniqueness; and so they try harder and harder to change themselves into something that they are not meant to be, thereby losing their soul in the process.

    Learn about your soul, get to know yourself, find your passion, write down your goals, only then will you be able to unlock all your potential. Forget about the others, do not compare yourself, focus on yourself and your life ahead so that you do not miss out on the things that you could achieve and that will fulfill your soul and satisfy your destiny.

    Mindset is crucial, for it decides whether you will be able to achieve your goals or not. Be positive and above all do not lose hope.

    “There is still Hope”

  • Asylum

    It seems that I am still in the same loop, time is repeating itself, the situation has not changed. Returning back to the asylum, I was given a different cell but the sentence has not changed, I was an accessory in this dilemma where I had to choose between being selfish and selfless, and apparently, I had chosen wrongly, therefore I had been turned into a puppet.

    In quarantine our meals consist of rules, that must be forced into your life, and if you try to violate their rules, you will be embedded with a chip of the rules that you have defied. In here, your soul does not belong to yourself, it belongs to the warden. Everything is slipped away from you, your life, your dreams, and your passion. They are manipulating us, trying to convince us of the privilege that they are offering, making us forget the sacrifices that we made in order for them to gain strength; our souls have been taken.

    Happiness does not ring a bell, is it a myth, or is it a once in a lifetime experience that has not reached me it, and is not sure if it ever will.

  • Achieving Goals

    I have built a great wall that separates me from the others, not that I am looking down on them or being narcissistic, it is far greater than that, it is known as limits. As many of you are aware, you can be whoever you set your mind to be, believing in yourself and your abilities to conquer the obstacles that present itself to you through your journey on the path that you have chosen.

    No matter what they say, I have adapted not to listen for my dreams are far greater than to be shot at by their poor methods of negativity. Trying to tell me how crazy my dream is, aiming to bring me down, to give up like they did with their own dreams, such humans either has given up on their dreams or their environment slipped their dreams from them; for some have not got the privilege of choosing their own path, their paths have been chosen for them, in other words, they are being manipulated. Aiming for the final goal that I will achieve, I can perceive the rush of it all; the journey awaits.

    All in all, create your own path do not make others choose who you are, embrace your differences, for we were created to live in harmony and peace, and if anyone defies who you are and what path you have chosen and as long as your path does not harm anyone, ignore them; for your happiness and dream is far more important than conforming to them just to belong. Sacrificing your dreams and happiness to please others is just another method of cruelty that mankind has established to spread hatred among themselves.

  • The Chronicles of Ay

    Chapter 1

    Please forgive me for I have sinned, A phrase that people use in order to redeem themselves from the misdeed that they have acted upon. However, in my case instead of mumbling about my sins out loud, I choose to take action, taking responsibility for what I have done, and only from there will I be able to fix it.

    Starting to realize the causes of my misdeeds late, but it is better than not knowing and proceeding on the same deadly path. The journey has been postponed to further notice, for I need time, in order fix what I have broken, whilst for the path must be renovated into a beautiful path that I can see myself in, and be proud. I no longer shall follow the spirit of sadness, unfortunately, I have not got the time to waste on a mirage that even I cannot see it clearly. Isolation is not an option, and I will never ignore ever again nor will I ever run away from anything.

    All in all, the time has come to take action and face the responsibilities for my action. I am becoming a better person than I ever was, I am an achiever I will never settle for average I am always at the top, I will never rest until I have achieved all of my goals.

  • Entities Of A Vessel

    Imagine the loss of something or someone that you really love and care about; it can be really hard to cope and move on. Trying to resolve, but finding the solution can be really difficult, for it requires great sacrifice. Moving on is not as easy as everyone thinks; it is the exact opposite. Meaning that you have to find peace with the loss and never look back unless to the happy memories to whom you have shared with. The pain here seems bearable, how about the one that you have lost is yourself?

    Two beings shared one vessel; the soul and man. The essence upon which one can feel and determine right from wrong, have fled, it is not the first actually, it happened in the past, but with the correct amendment, the man managed to convince the soul to return back. The first incident which led the soul to flee its vessel was because of the demonic path that he was on, and also because it contradicted with the man’s own principles; it seems as though he was tricked or simply under a spell. The soulless man, along with the darkness in him, in isolation, in a cell, away from all the creatures; trying to figure out the mistake that he has made.

    The oath has been broken, now that the man is on the same path but with the reincarnation of the demon that he was with. Change must occur if what the man is seeking is his soul. One cannot survive in a cell for a long time before he loses his mind. Restrained under a cruel ritual that made him break the oath between them; man and soul. In a stream of thoughts it came up to the man of what must be done in order to break the spell, compensate for the mistakes that he has caused, for the soul fled because of the pain that it has experienced, along with the man, but no more as the man pierced his rib cage and broke the wording so that the soul can return back to him safely without being controlled again.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Bloody Daggers

    Wandering around through nature, seeking its beauty. The soul isn’t fulfilled by the cruelty of mankind; their destruction and pollution are sickening, I’m retreating to the untouched island of the first human. The first land from which the humans spread like an epidemic disease without laying hands on its infrastructure as if it’s protected, worded so that humans won’t destroy it even if they could.

    The island hid after the humans left, behind the hurricanes of the Atlantic ocean where the paranormal happens; the ships and planes get sucked into the grave, for no other than the pure and righteous can get to the island. Took the sea as I left mankind behind me with their daggers covered in my blood, the wounds aren’t healing from betrayal and their laughter as they proceeded with their cruelty not realizing the pain that they cause to one’s soul.

    I am close, entering the fog, and soon the hurricanes appeared before the ship tearing it apart along with me. Washed on the shore of an island, not sure whether it is the one for the signs hasn’t yet appeared. The signs that shall let me pass through the barrier that is protecting it. The sun shimmering its rays towards my heart as if scanning it, looking for the slightest impurity; hatred, cruelty, and greed. The rays then clutched upon my soul, lifting me up as my body burnt to ashes, and inside the island, I was given a new vessel, a vessel that didn’t undergo through any sorrow nor betrayal.