The Journey 596

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  • 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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  • Over Planning

    As I reached a point where I over plan the things that I have already planned for, jotting down every detail, dividing it into manageable small tasks. Now you may wonder, what am I complaining about, well, an X in my life has a due date and I am aware of the result, yet I still make a snake game out of it, with every direction leads straight to the prize, given that there are a few alterations to the prize, however, it is a win either way.

    The sun is fading away behind the mountains, the night is creeping in, and so I must take shelter. Organized my thoughts, refurbished the plan as many times I could until I finally gave in and slept with a smile. Into the realm of thoughts, my soul started to wander joyfully as my body rested, looking for the next step, out mapping the tasks, and looking over the sacrifices that I have to make in order to thrive. Every step along the way, I take in mind the sacrifices I made, and the time it took, irreplaceable time, which keeps me motivated and able to proceed with my journey.

    A beautiful morning, fresh air, a bit windy, and the excitement for the journey increased as the air breeze blew through my hair; for the only view I could see is the road that shall take me to the place where X lies.

  • Starting Over

    Standing on top of the mountain, breathing heavily, anxious, for I am about to start my journey. I am thankful for everything that has happened in the past, and for the friends that I have gained over the years, and I am thankful for the choices that I made, for I learned valuable lessons. Farewell to the past, farewell to the memories, and a new book shall unfold.

    A new chapter is about to begin, as I start to descend from the mountain, heading towards the foggy forest, a long deserted path, that no one has walked on before, this time it feels the right one, and so I am creating my path here. It is a long road, and I am going to meet new people who shall take part in my journey, and then we will part ways for each one has their dream to follow.

    Do not get caught in the moment because once you do you it will be hard to focus on your goal. There is time for everything, so enjoy life, but knowing how to prioritise, and having what it takes to stay focused, be presistent is what makes a difference.

  • Trust…

    The Intel I got about them was correct, according to the witnesses that I have questioned. I have to make sure, I want to see for myself if the accusations were true, for I have blindly trusted them. Trust has become worthless, for the humans have become more dangerous than ever, for they believe their own lies. Now, not only they are the dominant species, but each clan is trying to become dominant over the others.


    I am going undercover, infiltrating their clan, investigating, trying to find the truth. Now that I feel like I am becoming one of them, I am disgusted for what I have become in order to seek the truth. How sad, I have figured that even inside the clan no one trusts each other, and so it became clear to me, how low we humans have become. The earth is tainted with greed, and cruelty, trust has become a myth.


    Learn this my fellow human’s trust cannot be given, for it must be earned. It is of great value if you have found the one you could trust, for then life becomes easier because then everything will be shared by the two of you.

  • 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.