I was right.
I opened my eyes as if something stupefying has occurred to me while my eyes are closed. When we close our eyes, we still see something in the middle of nothingness, something bright but blurry at the same time. It was as if that something woke me up from my sleep.
And there I was, lying, gasping, trying to calm myself. It must have been a really bad dream, but I really can't remember it, although it seemed so important and terrifying at the same time. I tried to recall bits of what I have just dreamed about.
I saw a cliff, then I saw me. I was happily wandering into a nearby meadow. I was smiling, but my eyes seemed blank. They were beyond expressionless; they were blind.
Then, I saw myself run a little, looking at the sky. I don't know if I could really see them, but I was feeling the breeze of that morning. I felt like I was part of the wind. I felt free for a while, not until I saw chains that started to entwine into my body. I was then locked and couldn't move a bit.
Right now, I am imprisoned. I imprisoned myself into not being able to move by will. I don't know why, but yes, I locked myself, as I usually say, into a dreadful state of dementia.
Nobody wants to be locked in chains, but here I am, locking myself and even trying to get more chains to entangle myself into. Maybe, just maybe, I am doing this so that I couldn't go away, so that I wouldn't go astray.
The thing is, I don't know where to go.
I am stranded at this point of my life. I don't know where to go. There are a million paths waiting to be treaded, but I wouldn't dare go into one. I am afraid it would lead me nowhere. With that fear, I would have to stay here forever.
Just then, while I was chained in the middle of the daffodils in that meadow by the cliff, I discovered that I could actually shrug off the chains that embrace my system. Yet, still, I didn't move.
I know I am blind. If I would get away from this bind that constricts my volume, I would only end up walking again, and then, I would just fall into the cliff. If I just stay here, I would be safe but will soon be consumed to death little by little. Here, at least, I would just have to wait until it's time.
No, I can't just stay here, I thought. I stood up, wiggled a bit, and threw the chains away. I was blind, but I walked and hoped I found the right path to my journey. I don't know where I was heading, but I didn't mind.
Just then, with just one step, I fell into the cliff.
I woke up with the fall. I went into fetal position as I lied in bed. I sobbed. I was right. I would just end up falling and failing. I was better off chained until forever.
It then occurred to me that I woke up from that nightmarish scenario because I fell into the cliff. I was able to escape my nightmare because I chose to stand up and at least try.
Indeed, we are all better off acting up into whatever lies ahead than waiting in vain. No one really knows what is to come, but then, no one would really know unless everybody tries to get a better picture of the future. And the only way to see tomorrow is to go for it. We couldn't see what is to happen if we wait in the past.
Unraveling tomorrow is walking into a blinding light. We don't know which path to take, but no matter what happens, we will see just what we need to see when we get there.
I was right to make a move than wait without doing anything. It was, after all, the best and right thing to do.
I am stranded at this point of my life. I don't know where to go. There are a million paths waiting to be treaded, but I wouldn't dare go into one. I am afraid it would lead me nowhere. With that fear, I would have to stay here forever.
Just then, while I was chained in the middle of the daffodils in that meadow by the cliff, I discovered that I could actually shrug off the chains that embrace my system. Yet, still, I didn't move.
I know I am blind. If I would get away from this bind that constricts my volume, I would only end up walking again, and then, I would just fall into the cliff. If I just stay here, I would be safe but will soon be consumed to death little by little. Here, at least, I would just have to wait until it's time.
No, I can't just stay here, I thought. I stood up, wiggled a bit, and threw the chains away. I was blind, but I walked and hoped I found the right path to my journey. I don't know where I was heading, but I didn't mind.
Just then, with just one step, I fell into the cliff.
I woke up with the fall. I went into fetal position as I lied in bed. I sobbed. I was right. I would just end up falling and failing. I was better off chained until forever.
It then occurred to me that I woke up from that nightmarish scenario because I fell into the cliff. I was able to escape my nightmare because I chose to stand up and at least try.
Indeed, we are all better off acting up into whatever lies ahead than waiting in vain. No one really knows what is to come, but then, no one would really know unless everybody tries to get a better picture of the future. And the only way to see tomorrow is to go for it. We couldn't see what is to happen if we wait in the past.
Unraveling tomorrow is walking into a blinding light. We don't know which path to take, but no matter what happens, we will see just what we need to see when we get there.
I was right to make a move than wait without doing anything. It was, after all, the best and right thing to do.
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