As I began to take a step on this new path, I immediately noticed something was different. This trail was something I had never embarked upon before. The dirt was smooth and flat, with all the boulders lining up the sides of the path. The vines that struggled to reach out were corralled by the boulders, forming a safe passageway for me away from their clawing fingers. Not a single flower was dead or wilting, and each one exuded a brilliant glow from its center. This brilliance illuminated the area and showed the beauty of the path ahead. With the trees gently calling me, I started upon this walkway, believing in the safety that it seemed to so blatantly promise me. Not a shred of danger could be lurking within the pristine scene that lay before my eyes. I would be safe, and all would be well.

And so I began my journey into uncharted waters. Of course, I never felt threatened at all. The path was laid out right before my eyes, there were no forks in the road, and nothing was hindering my walk. I had nothing to fear, not even fear itself. I took in the sights of the delicate flowers and drank in the rich color they offered. Their pungent fragrances added even more vision to my brilliant world and I imbibed their grace. The trees offered wonderful shade from the menacing sun that tried to glare through the leaves and their branches. Nothing could harm me. I wondered why I had never sojourned on this path before.

Suddenly, the illusion was gone. The shade that was so generously provided to seem seemed to immediately pull back, fully exposing me to the wretched blazing sun. The rocks lining up the path so perfectly were in fact all over the place, just waiting for me to trip on them. The vines were not restrained at all; they were actually all over the path and they had managed to grasp my ankles and subject me to their poisonous substances. In truth, the path itself seemed to have never existed. All around me was just a desolate jungle of shrubbery that extended as far as the eye could see, and then some. My legs were bloodied up, which allowed the noxious excrements from the plants to enter my system. My next step caused me to stumble and fall, breaking my bones into a million pieces in the process. I was stuck with absolutely no where to go, no sense of direction, and no sense of hope whatsoever.

And this is where I presently am. There is poison running through my body, and it slowly eats away at my health with each passing moment. I have no strength to continue walking, and even if I did, I’d have nowhere to go. And so, I rest. I try to mentally expel the residue from my body, which will magically cause it to physically remove itself. How, I don’t know. My shattered remains will somehow recompose themselves into proper limbs and provide me the strength to move on with my walk. Even though I’ve reached an ultimate low by being deceived onto this horrid course, I can perhaps take away the lessons learned from it. If I survive that long to make use of the knowledge gained through this hell.

11.19.07, 9.55 - 10.20pm