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Tuesday, October 4, 2005
III. Awakening under Unforeseen Circumstances and the Rebirth
After all that frustration and confusion there was little more to do than mend what was left. The grip of my transient guests loosened and I started to breathe as I once had. My dead heart began to beat steadily. Some part of me would not loose hope. After it seemed that all had been lost to me, I found the inhibition that saw I lay dormant in the sand release the key to my soul.
I found my way with sluggish limbs into the sun dappled recesses of the forest I thought had been burnt to the ground. I gained momentum and found my way to the dark heart that kept my forest alive. The closer I traveled the denser the smell of blood and undergrowth became. The weald became thick and a storm rose overhead. I was astonished at the beauty that had arisen from the flames that left the trunks scorched, making them shadowy and brittle on their outer layer, adding to the dark emerald hue surrounding me. It took moments to find, the rhythm of the forest synchronized with my own pulsing flesh had brought me a power I have long denied.
I see now my ominous flaws and know the error of my actions. I was pulled to the surface and only glimpsed the tree that beats with my heart and its charred exterior that was nearly recovered completely. I felt happiness despite my losses; I realized that those were of no importance. The reality was to continue without regret or chance regretting a part of yourself. The haze lifted completely as I came to see through my own thoughts again, my eyes more radiant than they had ever been before.
It’s true what they say “That which does not kill us in every facet of our being makes us more resilient than we were when assailed.” Mental soundness is so sweet. Especially in the wake of such destruction; you can look up at the stars again and hear them whisper to you all of those wishes and dreams that you confided to them and them alone. To feel that breeze that expands your very soul in its fervor, and love it all like a new born. A phoenix, if you will, that can always look out upon the world and see it as something fresh and wonderful. Shed away that form that saw defeat and decay, for one that knows better.
In all senses of reality I cannot be who I was before, I can only be who I am now. I found my own cure and needed the slightest push from and old friend to know that I had prevailed. Victorious as I feel I’ll not let my mortality get the best of me in that way ever again. To be human is to be flawed, take life as it comes and regret nothing that has shaped you to be who you are now.
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