The Journey 596

Category: nomad

  • Keys: Witnessing a Sinister Cult Ritual

    Keys: Witnessing a Sinister Cult Ritual

    Finally Reaching a town, the long road has vanished behind him, the bar that he took refuge in has become empty, the bartender no longer exists, empty tables, the man refrained from sleeping until he figures out what has happened, why the sudden change in the routine. Carrying his bags and finally entering the town that he longed for years, after contemplating for hours whether to go around the town hidden from people or to go through it, withstanding their ignorance. The man goes through town, his eyes scanned the area as he walks the grounds, restless eyes, gazing at every house, corner, trees, he could see the ants trekking up the grass in the park, if he didn’t manage to hide it or control it in time, people might have thought that he is going into seizure. The man covered his head with a hoodie shielding his eyes from the surroundings as now that he have scanned the entire town, the eyes are back to normal nothing is new, everything is known.

    The man took shelter under a huge tree in the middle of the park, unaware of what is been brewing inside the houses of this dreadful town, although the man is resting but he could not sleep for until now what happened to the bar is still a mystery. The man felt strong feelings of hatred, dark thoughts looming all over town as the town people have emerged from their houses starting their day. The man could not bare what he has felt, feelings of emptiness, feelings that made him hollow. somehow the man could feel everybody’s hatred and darkness, as if they were his own, the man screamed with anger as the darkness tries to creep inside of him, pushing it away with his sheer determination that he is different from them. The sun has turned red, gloomy weather, the fog creeping all over town, a ritual is taking place under the big tree that the man was resting under, now abandoned.

    The man watching the ritual from a far, witnessing the ritual taking place has assured him of why he is on this journey. As the leader of this cult gathered his followers, you could see the sheep gathering like a herd in a pen the their Sheppard guarding the door, the leader started talking nonsense, the man could not careless of what the cult is about, he is waiting to see the aftermath of it all, whether it will work or not; whatever that is their trying to accomplish. Chanting, dancing, and drinking the whole package of a cult is being performed in public, and the public seem to gather around the ritual, the cult leader is gaining followers, “no he is recruiting”, the man said, those naïve humans, must think this is some kind of street performance. I have to stay in town for a while in order to free those humans, or leave them be and just see what happens after the ritual, who knows….

  • 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

  • Hello…Anybody…?

    Does it still work ?

  • “Just Different”

    Those who find comfort in being isolated from humans, those who don’t bother themselves about other people’s lives, who find true peace in nature and its inhabitants of plants and magnificent animals, and who get lost instantly in their own heads just by watching the horizon. They’re the only humans who’ve awakened their full potential and became one with their soul, and so they see the world differently.

    As you awaken your full potential, and you become aware of your soul and accept it, or come into terms with it, everything will change; you will be able to foresee your future. Once you have seen how your future is going to turn out, your purpose in life becomes clear and you work so hard either to claim it, or try relentlessly to change your destiny it is not impossible but most of them have ended up quitting in the middle of their journey, for the pressure of them clashing with their souls is unbearable to those with weak determination. While the others who successfully have changed their future it is either by enslaving their souls and enduring the pain, or by fulfilling your purpose, upon their arrival to the future, and they have served their purpose, from there own they can make their own future.

    The burden of becoming one with your soul is that you will find it difficult to fit in with the other humans, unable to socialize with them, for they see the world differently. The journey begins, as you’ve awakened your potential and became one with your soul, there are events no matter how hard and painful they are you must go through them all, more like tasks that shall take you closer to your future.

  • 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”

  • 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.

  • Kindness, is it still a thing?

    This looks familiar, the seals are broken, the cycle has started; the curse has been unleashed. I don’t understand haven’t I moved on? I am doing it again, falling into a wormhole of events that I already lived; the soul is shivering and the heart is squeaking for it was a hardship that requires sacrifice that no one bears.

    Trapped, moving seems impossible, I am restrained. The chains are heavier and more powerful than before; it’s sucking my soul, I am shrinking. Through my journey I have met people who were on a quest to find happiness, given that I made it clear that happiness cannot be reached the way that they’re seeking it; for its a far complex thing than a destination, it is a spiritual experience can be achieved by having the characteristics of the righteous because only with these characteristics you will be able to endure the pain. For happiness comes with a great deal of sorrow; It makes everything around you as clear as a crystal.

    Swiftly, the stream is taking me towards its bank, or that’s what I thought. It’s testing me, trying to manipulate me, asking me to change. In disappointment, the tears fled from the eyes screaming “we are worried about you not the other way around.” So it became clear: People have changed and so to cope I too must become one of them. A story that begins with misery always ends with misery, however, it can always be altered into a happy ending but only if you have peace of mind.

    “There Is Still Hope”