The Journey 596

Category: guiding

  • Dystopia: Imprisonment

    Dystopia: Imprisonment

    They imprisoned me, tortured me for weeks, non us know what either of us are saying, there language is different than any language that I have come across, never in my life have I ever seen a language that compromises of screams, blowing raspberry, and on occasions spiting to make the communication effective. I tried to talk to them, trying to tell them that I mean no harm to them, and that I was lost in a cave, and that for some reason, when I got out of the cave I stumbled upon the Gold Town of Midgets. It was like a toddler trying to say that he wants to go out to play and that he is hungry, my communication skills were reduced to crying and hand gestures, a lot of hand gestures. How could I possibly tell them that I am not dangerous and that they can trust me to leave this gold town as soon as they let me out of this cage.

    Felt like caged bird, with all this gold couldn’t they have built a proper prison, no, how could they? felt degraded, humiliated, not because of the prison but because I was captured by impotent tiny humans. I tried convincing them for days, but with no progress, and so I decided to enjoy my new home. I stopped crying and making a fool of myself with the hand gestures. It’s been a year since I was imprisoned, I’ve got to say that this is a true life of a king, I was fed 3 meals a day, bathed, entertained by the shows that they make in front of me. I was basically their ruler, except for the cage, and no orders were actually given by me to them. After spending 3 years in the Land of Gold, I am sorry to say this but I have to continue traveling, at this point I’ve forgotten where I was headed. I cannot stay here anymore, it is so peaceful, and numbing.

    I gathered my belongings and opened the prison door, and headed out of the Land of Gold, singing as I stepped out of their land…….

  • 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.

  • 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

  • Hello…Anybody…?

    Does it still work ?

  • Nostalgia

    “In order to change something in your life, you should start with yourself first”

    Events repeating, feeling nostalgic, the cruel creatures have emerged once again to haunt thy righteous soul. Acknowledge the truth, thy predictions were true, wake up, for the sake of thy righteousness, thee must end the cycle once and for all. Who dares wake me from my slumber, the shadow has spoken, piercing through thy heart, taking over the vessel. The shadow burnt with anger, black flames spreading over the world, breaking the masks, ending the play that has been playing for ages. The Shadow spoke again, this time addressing the cruel creatures, thy roles have ended, show me thy true spirit. Everything will change for thou, the shadow told thy righteousness, thou will be able to see their spirits, the cruel creatures cannot hide nor pretend anymore, for thy eyes have witnessed it all.

    There Began The Truths That Were Ignored……..

    {The Journal 1}

  • The Strings

    In the middle of the cloth, I felt light headed, as the strings from the pinboard grabbed me. I blacked out for a while, but before I did, they said that I should be awake for it. Well, that made me feel better, sarcastically mumbling ” I look forward to it.”

    Everything must be balanced correctly…

    After I woke up, I noticed that I was on the red trail, everything was moving smoothly, a collage of great events pinned on it, memories of great value has been recorded. As I looked straight ahead, I found out that there is a clash, and before everything got tangled, I found myself on the orange trail, also amazing events filled with great happiness and adventures, and achievements that I am proud of, and in a blink of an eye I was on another trail. The yellow trail, filled with enthusiasm, positivity, and opportunities. Moving on to the symptom of this illness, as I was on the gray trail, I realized how I dwelled on it for so long that I broke the balance. Everything got tangled up, the gray string covered the other strings, basically hiding them.

    I tied a knot, and tried to go back and untangle the strings but I found out that it is something that cannot be done, hence why William Gibson said, ” TIME MOVES IN ONE DIRECTION MEMORY IN ANOTHER”.

  • Plan B ?

    A friend once told me, always have a plan B, now it’s not a bad tip, however the context that he used it in is. Lack of loyalty, trust, and respect may cause some conflicts in any relationship. Over the years of trekking through life, I have faced a lot, yet to whomever have wronged me, I had nothing to say nor do except for a smile and trying to grasp their lesson.

    It is a story after all, whether you like to be part of it or not, it is up to you. When a chapter ends, a new one begins, and therefore, my dearest friend if you think that your part in my story is done, our memories can never be forgotten, I will cherish them, they are fun memories to be honest, with it’s ups and downs. The good thing about stories is that you can end a characters journey, or make an alternate universe with predictions of what could have happened. For someone that never wore a mask, nor did he ever hated anyone, I want to let you know that I am there for you if you ever needed me, when everyone leaves you. The friends that you brag about, have fun with them while it lasts, later you will know the difference.

    Friends are the family that you choose, maybe I got somethings wrong, missed the facts, or simply ignored it.

  • Restart

    Entering the mind palace, recollecting the memories grasping the slightest details, the signs that I have missed. This is my last resting place until I reach the next checkpoint, not until 260Km. It is okay to stop if your vision has been blurred or been distracted, take a break and reorganize your thoughts, see where you have gone wrong and take note of it so that in the future you could avoid it. It is not about how fast you reach your goal, it is about the journey.

    The process that you go through, the little tasks that you accomplish, and the hard work you put in yourself to grow and thrive, learning new things, expanding your horizons in different fields, armoring yourself with knowledge and interpreting it in your life will change the way you live. The change that you have been looking for, the things that you wanted to do, but never gotten a chance to do them because there is something that you needed to change in your life for you to be able to accomplish it; it will all be clear to you once you have prioritized your goals. Learn that in order to achieve anything in life sacrifices has to be made, know your priorities, and proceed with your game plan, if you were able to line your dreams up in a straight line then your journey will be different, filled with great adventures from which you will thrive.

    After Achieving your goals, do not stop there, but move forward, challenge yourself, so that you will never make room for regret.

  • A Thank You Note

    A rare occurrence, have not figured out the time frame yet, but when it happens I can feel the butterflies in my stomach. To the person who lifted me up as they cross my path, reminding me that anything is possible, to the one who believed in me, when no one else did. The passion ignitor, the spark that leads me towards my passion. To the adrenaline rush, the one who makes me float on the cloud of happiness, this one is for you.

    Thank you for everything that you have done, you took it upon yourself to show me the world for what it is, you made me aware of the fact that not all people are real. A great mentor, you were, and therefore, I am forever thankful. I was stubborn, but you never gave up, taught me lessons, gave me hope, guided me towards opportunities, yet I didn’t trust you, but you understood, and so you did not judge me. You even put up with my attitude and gave me a chance, but you knew that I was far from being able to trust again, you simply tried, but I let go. Trust is a strong word and has a high rank, and with that high rank if you have given it to the wrong person you could lose it all, therefore, trust is earned, not given.

    For the last time, thank you. Without you enlightening me about life, I would have drowned in a string of lies, and so I am forever grateful for the lessons that you have taught me. They say everything happens for a reason, I used to think that there is no such thing and it is just bad luck, or karma that have mistaken me for someone else. However, Here I am reminiscing about the past, telling the story to the kind soul that saw right through me, saw me for who I really am, and still wanted to be around me.