I had been standing still for the past known years. I have been standing puzzled because all I can see is a brick wall in front of me. Standing nearly as tall as the sky, I knew there was no possible way over this huge obstacle. I have been questioning it for some time: What was its purpose here? There were no obvious signs. No one could tell what it was here for. I could walk for miles beside this stone beast but find no way around, so I decided to stand still. I looked around and saw nothing that could interrupt my conversation with the wall. I could ask a question and respect a reply. Many times the wall answered with a giggle when I asked a silly question. Did you know that the inside of a peanut looks like a newborn rabbit. That would explain all the rabbits in the world. The wall whispered in laughter. When I wanted to know something important, the wall thought I was angry and remained silent. Why am I alone? There would be so sound for miles around. The wind would fall dead and the world would reset.
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If I was really quiet, I could hear voices; faint voices on the other side of the wall. The chatter of other people only intrigued me more. Somehow, I needed to know what lied beyond the wall, but hesitated in my reason. I knew I needed to find a way through the wall, but running straight into it was not going to solve anything. I spent most of my time admiring the structure. The design was flawless; there was not one brick left unattended in detail. It was like each red stone was personally engraved with love. My eyes wandered for seemed like lifetimes. I looked at each brick, desperate in finding one that could be loose. One brick was no different than the next so choosing was difficult. Rather than waste my time looking, I decided to touch the wall. I felt a few bricks until I touched one that wiggled into its place. Here was the brick for which I had longed. I felt the power to release the curiosity I kept close to resembling another world.
I removed the brick to give myself a cabin window view of this world I have been missing. I was shocked to see people, ordinary people taking care of their daily routines. The setting looked like an outdoors marketplace during the time of Camelot. It was common to see children stealing fruit from unaware hagglers. Mothers led their children through the crowded streets, teaching of manors and respect for their king.
I studied the people for generations. I watched my favorites grow with the rise and setting of the orange sun. After my last loved died, I had a realization. I knew there was an essence inside this wall that was set off from the rest of the world. These people were unaware of any wall in existence. What they say was empty space where I thought was endless. We were on separate planes and I was lost without a logical reason. From my point of view, I questioned my existence in accordance to these people? All I knew was that I was different from these individuals. I was on this side of the wall while everyone existed on the other side. This wall had a significant purpose and it took me a lifetime to understand what the secret was. The wall was built practically for me. It was built to keep me out of harm's way. It was built to keep me contained, to keep me isolated from rest of humanity. What did I do to deserve this?
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