The Journey 596

Category: Hope

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    Everything is going to be fine, I whispered as I continued walking on the path that I have chosen. Thank you for taking part in my journey, this is not goodbye, because I am sure that we will meet again, at some point in life.

    I am moving on with my journey, a few more miles and I will reach the ocean of knowledge. Upon arrival, something strange happened to me, I felt as though I have missed something, I wondered for a while, and then proceeded towards the hall of Myths and Legends. Diving into the mythical creatures and legends of humans who once roamed the earth, was very helpful, I have acquired the journal, now I must continue my way towards the final goal.

    The night is crawling in and the light has slowly disappeared, I am fine, I muttered continuously until I fell asleep.

     

     

  • History Of The Heart

    In silence, we try to hide our pain, fabricating the reality that we are living in,  just so that we can survive. Moving on seems to be a simple task , but one must go through a series of phases in order move on, which are denial, anger, depression, and finally acceptance.Love is a spell, if it is done correctly it will be a gift, but if it is not it will be a curse.

    A heart that I must put together daily, so fragile and weak. I never cared about any human other than you. You said dreams do not come true, while mine was to speak to you. Cruel creatures trying to awaken my hatred with their actions, but that is not going to happen, because I do not care anymore, besides I think hatred is a weakness.

    Feeling vulnerable, I must retreat for I need to regain my energy so that I can move on with my journey, the journey of 596….

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • The End ?

    Writing a story is great when you actually know how it ends, but sometimes finding an ending for a story can be hard, the writers go through a tough time choosing the perfect ending in order to present to us their masterpiece.

     

    I have started writing my story not so long ago, hoping that it will be of use to those who are lost in the future. Sharing tips based on my experience, on how to survive in this world. A blog that contains my thoughts on life, and how I turned the anger and sadness into stories and thoughts. Pouring my feelings and emotions into words and sentences helped me figure a way out of my misery.

     

    As for how my journey shall end, I have not thought about it yet, but I know that reaching my final goal is not the end of my story, because to me everyday is a new adventure.

     

     

     

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Be Ready !

    Planning is required in this universe, everyone plans whether it is for work or life, and you must have some sort of plan in order to survive in this planet.

     

    Planning is the key to achieving wonders, because you are ready, you will be able to overcome the obstacles, therefore you will reach your goal. At this point  you cannot be stopped, you are focused on your goal, and you will keep on moving forward until you fulfill your goals.

     

     

    Do not let anyone hold you back, unleash your potential, create your own path, and accomplish your goals, even if it means to be alone…

     

     

    “There Is Still Hope”

     

     

  • Dying Is Just An Adventure

    There is a lump in my chest; the doctors say that I will be dying, since it has already spread in my body, but with a smile, I said, “When can I leave earth, and start my new adventure?”

     

    Fooling everyone with my funny personality and sarcastic soul, to conceal the sad truth about my dying soul. It is so painful when you cover up your true feelings with a smile, but at the same time, it is a blessing, for it will make you stronger, and you will learn to move on and be happy in the process.

     

     

    Saying my last words with a sarcastic tone, “who’s ready to finally move on?”

     

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Fighting My Own Mind !

    This way the creature said pointing towards the room that I will be living in for the rest of my life, in the sanatorium. How easy it is for the creatures to describe my situation as an illness, and that they can cure me.

     

    An illness that requires a brain to stop working and the thoughts to stop overflowing. Closing my eyes, floating in total darkness, a voice that seemed so familiar said, “Beware of the voices, I have warned you before, but you did not listen. This is your mess; you will have to fight this alone.”

     

     

    After the second day, I can no longer tell a dream from reality, the patients around me looked like as if they have found their peace of mind, but in reality, they have lost the battle, and were defeated. The voices haunted me, trying to make me succumb, but that is not going to happen, because I never give up.

     

    Battled the voices for years, and tried everything I could to win the fight, but failed miserably. Knowing that ignoring it is not the perfect solution, but I needed some time to rest, heal the wounds, and come up with an idea to win this battle.

     

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Admit It, To Proceed

    Seeking knowledge, the ultimate truth and wisdom. Collecting clues, putting the pieces together, trying to figure out why are we blind to the truth. Unable to solve this puzzle, I am puzzled, why are we ignoring the truth, when it is clear.

    The facts are stated, but the challenge lies where the truth is, how can we survive, when we deny the fact that we are doomed, not giving up, but getting ready for the battle. Incapable of recognizing the danger of it all, how hopeless can it be, to move on.

    At the end everything is going to vanish, and then you will remember the life that you were gifted on earth and how you chose to live it, did you live your life happily, depending on your own decisions, or were you pushed around.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Dead, But Still Breathing…

    There will be no survivors, everyone is going to die, but the question is when and how.
    A man told me once that the worst thing a human being can go through is being dead, but alive. When someone is suffering from mental disorders, and life becomes a living hell, this victim of society slowly draws himself away from everyone, isolating himself from the real world, depending on his situation, he can either choose to be mad, and forget the past, while still being happy, or he can choose to suffer and experience death in its supreme power, that is to die while you are still alive.
    When your heart fails to comprehend the severe emotions, and you feel the emptiness in your body, then realizing that its where your soul used to be, you become less interested in what others think, not caring about anything or anyone. A goal to just survive until the next day, to experience far greater pain,  and waiting helplessly for it to end.
    Stay positive and live happily, it is okay to be alone, it is not the end of the world, besides, it saves you from a lot of pain.
     ” There Is Still Hope”

  • Unable To Communicate

    Isolated boy haven’t yet seen much of the world, in a house he spent his whole life, dreaming and gazing at the rays of hope. His family were his whole universe, never had he ever dreamed of a family that cares so much about him to the point where he was held a captive.

    The end of the front yard was the limit, crossing over to the next side was so terrifying and scary, that the boy tiptoes whenever he was on duty of watering the plants. “My parents aren’t the ones to blame”,  the boy screamed with anger, pushing himself away from his universe, left stranded in a whole new world, where everyone seems to be having a great time, talking to one another,  communications that seemed so easy and enjoyable. The poor outsider felt uncomfortable and nervous, walking in fear, and talking to himself, looking as though he is mad or has a mental condition.

    The pure conscience of the boy was wounded by the hatred and negativity of the community, feeling sick, couldn’t bear the pain, the poor soul cried until there is no more tears to fall, his eyes drained, and soon collapsed and the world had disappeared.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Drifting Away…

    Climbing down the stairs to meet the darkness yet again, but this time I cannot feel anything, with a smile that I shall force upon my face to deceive my enemies “sadness and loneliness”.

    My life has become a maze, everything is out of control, this is not what I have planned for, shall I be okay with it, or must I feel sad, for the situation that I was put on, like a crossroad, it drained my happiness and sadness, leaving me with no feelings at all.

    I wrote about everything that I believe in, and everything that have created mixed emotions upon my soul. I do not know what have happened to me, is it my voice that cannot be heard, or is it because of the lack of determination that have caused yet another agony. Coming to think of whether I should be alive, or dead, is it worth it, to live in a world where you just do not care anymore.

    The voices have faded, disappeared, leaving me all alone, helpless, just like friends that never happened, it is a mess, admitting that everything has drifted away from the path that I have built for my future. 

    A change is not a bad thing, but at the same time it has its challenges, no matter where I shall be in life, I will always know how to move on, and accept what has become and what will be.

    “There Is Still Hope”