Post by Chrono on Feb 20, 2008 17:40:07 GMT -6
Well, I just started writing it today and this is what I have come up with so far. A lot of editing and additions will occur to it before I make the final copy. That is, if I ever do. In any case, I think it is an interesting story so far.
It started with a whisper; a whisper that would forever shape my life. Like Alice's trip down the rabbit hole, I entered a world beyond my imagination. I was like the characters in the fairy tales of my youth. I traveled throughout this incomprehensible world; searching for an escape yet becoming ever more attached to its beauties and its flaws. I came to love the world I despised.
Looking back on it I now understand that life is a fickle thing. The unpredictable waits to pounce on those who believe they have everything figured out. It was no different for me. I was a hard working salesman. The dreams of my youth were tossed aside in the presence of the harsh reality of the world. I scorned the fantasies of others. I couldn't understand how they could believe in such idealistic concepts of the world. Nothing as fantastic as fairy tales or folk lore could have been and never will be. That is what I thought.
Perhaps by having such a pessimistic outlook I brought this upon myself, or perhaps there is no great meaning behind why this happened to me. At first I thought I should look at such a quagmire from a scientist's point of view or that of a theologists. Looking back on it now, I believe any view point would have lead me to the same conclusion; that I do not know what to believe anymore. In any case, my perception of reality was changed forever since. I am sure there is some great being out there laughing at the irony of the matter.
Trying to recall the night when this all began I must first recall the most lucid dream of my life; my prior existence. Or perhaps I am wrong to say that and it is now that I am living in a dream. But how could what stands before me possibly be nothing less than real? Indeed, I am as certain the world before me exists as I am to my own being.
It started with a whisper; a whisper that would forever shape my life. Like Alice's trip down the rabbit hole, I entered a world beyond my imagination. I was like the characters in the fairy tales of my youth. I traveled throughout this incomprehensible world; searching for an escape yet becoming ever more attached to its beauties and its flaws. I came to love the world I despised.
Looking back on it I now understand that life is a fickle thing. The unpredictable waits to pounce on those who believe they have everything figured out. It was no different for me. I was a hard working salesman. The dreams of my youth were tossed aside in the presence of the harsh reality of the world. I scorned the fantasies of others. I couldn't understand how they could believe in such idealistic concepts of the world. Nothing as fantastic as fairy tales or folk lore could have been and never will be. That is what I thought.
Perhaps by having such a pessimistic outlook I brought this upon myself, or perhaps there is no great meaning behind why this happened to me. At first I thought I should look at such a quagmire from a scientist's point of view or that of a theologists. Looking back on it now, I believe any view point would have lead me to the same conclusion; that I do not know what to believe anymore. In any case, my perception of reality was changed forever since. I am sure there is some great being out there laughing at the irony of the matter.
Trying to recall the night when this all began I must first recall the most lucid dream of my life; my prior existence. Or perhaps I am wrong to say that and it is now that I am living in a dream. But how could what stands before me possibly be nothing less than real? Indeed, I am as certain the world before me exists as I am to my own being.
