The water is freezing cold, I struggled to get out of the water, feeling numb , I cannot feel a thing except for the cold wind that is practically freezing the inside of my skull. I tried and tried until I was about to give up, however in situations like these, one must be like me an opportunist, Master Of The Improvisation Art, I started to slowly drown until I found a bunch of seal like creatures but the size of a blue whale racing towards the hole in the ice that I was trying to get out of, and so I instead of drowning, I decided to use the sealwhales, creative isnt it… okay moving on I used the stampede to force myself out of the water.
It was my only way out of the freezing cold water, its nice and warm now, I can feel my body defrosting like a frozen turkey on thanksgiving morning, ignoring the fact that It was supposed to be cold, I am in the freaking Antarctica or whatever, maybe iceland, but I was surrounded by snow,ice, aaaand water. The thing is that the plan worked, I got out of the freezing cold water, but the thing is I didnt get pushed of the water into the land or ice for that matter, I got swallowed by the sealwhale. I will be freaking out if it wasnt warm and nice inside this creature, let me enjoy this as long as I can withstand this. I rested for a while, to regain my strength then I started to investigate the creature, a biopsy like this while the creature is still breathing and moving around, I starting poking things until I was shot of the creature when he vomited, not sure why I felt offended, I did.
I continued my journey, heading towards something, something that I cant seem to remember, but I know the path to it, why cant I remember my goal, why cant I remember anything except for the road that leads to that thing. Something vague, but it is somehow important. I walked, walked, and walked for days.
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…….
I kept on running until I could see the light, I kept getting closer, and closer, then the light dispersed into rays, I was curious as to how could the light suddenly split into many rays, however I was not going to risk my life investigating what could possibly be a trap, that is what I told myself, but I found myself stopping and investigating the rays of light, which appear to be holes drilled in the ceiling of the cave, the numerous holes that allow some sort of light to pass through them, knowing that I deep inside a cave under the lake, so the sun or thing that lights the earth is not what is lighting this place, however the rays are pointing back to where I came from, and landing on a piece of old helmet that I would like to call an artifact.
I grabbed the helmet and run out of the cave, busting through every weirdly shaped Muscovites. For those who don’t know what is a muscovite, muscovite is like a sheet of rock that can easily break by applying utmost minimum force. Finally, I got out of that dreadful cave. I found myself on a land planted with gold, literally, gold plants, flowers, tress, grass, even the houses are built with gold. however, what amazed me even more is that there is a house, and the only house that I could find that is built with normal resources, wood and bricks, although the mixture is odd, it is the closest that I could find to normal. As I walked towards the somewhat ordinary house, I saw that trees are producing gold, gold coins. I fought my habit of loving money. A quick side note, I got control of all my habits and got my life together a day before the apocalypse started, that is just how lucky I am. The gold land is empty no living creature appears to be on sight, I am alone, which is not a bad thing, as I approached the ordinary house I was surrounded by midgets, gold covered midgets, which is my ultimate nightmare, that and very old strangers. I uttered why does it have to be midgets, couldn’t it be beasts or demons. I was still on the clear, no threats were received from the midgets, only until I started to hysterically laugh they have unleashed their mini wrath upon my heart and started chasing me down. The thing is when I am in any life threating or serious situations I tend to resort to laughter or sarcasm, and since I don’t know their language, I burst into laughter.
They chased me all over the gold land, I was running for my life and laughing at the same time which made it harder for me to catch a breath, and so I fainted and was captured by the gold leprechaun.
When everything went to hell, I was in the basement, not the place to be in when the house is about to crumble, and so my improvising skills was put to the test, at that time when I felt the house collapsing, I looked for anything that could protect me, and so my eyes was locked on to the fridge, I climbed into the freezer, not thinking about whether its plugged or not, even if its plugged there will be no power I comforted myself. I had water and food in the freezer so I didn’t think about leaving until it was all gone. I pulled myself out of the rubbles, to see the chaos that has occurred to earth, it felt like purgatory, of course with no track of time when I was in the freezer, mankind have already been separated each trying to survive off of the other. I never liked being in a team or people in general for that matter, and so I walked away from all that mess, and decided that it is the perfect time to travel, since there are no borders, no law, yeah it seems the perfect time to travel.
I began my journey to the north, visioning the ice and snow, as I travelled I have come across disturbing things, that I will be sharing it to whoever is reading this later in the book. As walked through countries with out the need for any type of transportation other than your own legs, or if dare mount the beasts. It is kind of awesome, the ability to travel to countries, at this point the countries have become like states, but the country name has not yet been chosen for fight between the two sides have yet to end, for now let’s call it NowayLand. Now that I reached the mid point of my journey I decided to settle in the field of what looks like grass but it is fluffier and tall, and so I setup my camp and light the fire to rest and eat dinner, people started to approach me, they are surrounding me, they look like humans but without a face, they are what I call them now faceless bunch. On the coarse of the earth being thrown out of the milky way, we have hit a few debris and some of those debris left shards and marks on NowayLand. Of course mankind being mankind, they had to have it, of course only the rich and powerful people have the tools to extract it for the sake of owning it, they cannot use it or study it since the scientists have miraculously disappeared after the earth became NowayLand. My theory is that they have caused this dystopia, and fled somewhere safe. Now those people who owned the tyiav (alien shards) have become a host for the parasite or alien, that changed their DNA and controlled them. After being surrounded, I decided to act like them hoping that they would be fooled since they don’t have any eyes, so I started to sway like a deadbeat hobo, and make shrieking sounds like them, but turns out they are smarter than that, they let me believe that I have fooled them, but my curiosity got the better than me, I followed them trying to study them, however I was being led by them to their feeding area, I knew something was off when they have stopped, a giant faceless creature, which I call Faceless Goliath, FG for short. I thought at first I thought that it was their leader, but I was wrong, their moves and actions are in synch, I have noticed this when I threw a rock at one of them and they all had bruises on the same place where the rock hit that Faceless creature, however the FG is not affected by this. I started to run towards the lake, hoping that for some reason they can’t swim, and so I jumped into the lake, them aren’t affected by the water is fine, but what I didn’t anticipate is that they dissolved in the water, I freaked out to the point where I think I swallowed my heart, I can hear the heart beating in my stomach. Here’s the thing, I did not faint, but I don’t have any memory after witnessing them becoming the lake, I woke up in a cave under the water, how can a cave under the water be waterless, I thought of a couple logical theories but I decided to go with “the earth swallowed me trying to protect me from the faceless bunch and FG”. I rested for a while then moved on to try and find a way out of this cave, as I was moving across these weird rock formations that looked like spears, they are placed in unique position on the ceiling of the cave, they are pointing at me, I wasn’t scared, I do not have time for fear, I was busy trying to find the trap wire, which I couldn’t find, as I only noticed the spears after a few miles into the cave, yes, I was running only because I wanted to get out fast, don’t judge me, all in all I didn’t die, yet. However, if you are reading this without me publishing it, then something must have happened to me, I have to cover all bases.
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.
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.
Fear is nothing but a feeling of not knowing the outcome of a an event that is yet to occur, however it consumes us. Stranded on an island with no one but yourself, you’ll start calling for help, hoping that you are not alone, yet when you discover that your not alone but there are other people around you whom were stuck too, they just died, their death seemed peaceful at least their bones were not disturbed which suggests a normal death.
But of WHAT ! Dammit.
How Would I possibly know, young apprentice. Don’t fret, there is always hope.
Rescued from the island, the place you dread to leave, however, now you are saved yet filled with emptiness, and hardship as you are now going to back to the mundane routine of your pathetic life.
What is it you really want, child?
I want to be free!
Foolish dreams, child. How could you possibly be free when you lack the slightest spark of light. You are, what one calls the “True Darkness”, you don’t seek freedom, you command it and destroy anything on your way.
You see once man was rescued from the island and brought back to the society of lies and hypocrisy, and after experiencing life without people in it on a secluded island, you would want to go back to that peace. After experiencing life alone, without the dread of smiling, masking your true feeling and comforting the insects, who instead must be smashed by the foot, however, we couldn’t just go around and start smashing insects, it will harm the environment, the whole cycle of earth shall be distrurbed.
That is what is holding me back, their doom shall be of their own making, and I shall be there to witness their downfall….
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”.
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.
One step at a time a get closer, one obstacle after the other I fight in order to reach my goal, the final goal. I cannot stop thinking about it, it haunts me that I was drifting away for a long time, distracted, wasting time, not thinking straight, and above all tiring myself on things that do not matter.
I live my life one day at a time, living in the moment grasping all the feelings and all the hard work, creating memories about the journey that I am in, for when I reach the final goal, I want to look back and see the struggle and battle that I took. Believe in the process, do not rush it, work on yourself every day, improve your skills, challenge yourself, and take risks, for a life without struggle cannot make a person thrive and grow. Listen to your heart, open your eyes, and do not bother about those who have nothing better to do than criticize and spread negativity on you. Feed your mind knowledge, and you shall prosper. Only then you will be able to realize that you are your only limit. Do not get carried away with life, do not take life for granted, I am not being pessimistic, I am just saying this because later in your life you will come to regret the things that you could have done but did not get around to doing it because you were busy “enjoying” your life the wrong way, in other words wasting your life.
An important lesson that I have learned, if you are tired, do not quit, but rest. Here I am continuing my journey, walking into a new adventure that shall make me grow and take me closer to the final goal.
The Journey 596 