Journey For All Time

Journey For All Time

A Story by Dave

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                             Journey For All Time


Sitting on a log, half buried in the sand on the edge of the lake he takes in the multitude of stars that confuse the heavens with, undying light.  Ages, nay eons for their passage in all their glory to reach him.  What have they seen, is it possible to know the seen and forget the perilous journey?  What dangers real
and imagined have passed before their twinkling?  So small so infinitely small he is against such a panorama blazing before him on this moonless night.   Where am I, where do I belong in all of this, do I matter?  Taking bold strides he wades into the cold chilling waters of the darkening lake, seeking his answer.

© 2019 Dave


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Your opening sounds like the GUY is half-buried in sand . . . but other than that small bump, I love seeing you writing something so different than your usual upbeat stuff. This reminds me of many stories where someone walks into the sea to end it all . . . sounds romantic, but how effective, I wonder? (inquiring minds want to know!) Good job of building a mood by painting a scene. I like that the guy is unidentified, nebulous, & that the ending is, too! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 4 Years Ago


The only issue I have with this is I don't know who the character is. He is only addressed as "he." Readers will need a description at least. Old man, young man. New father, etc. Who is this person?

Posted 4 Years Ago


Dave

4 Years Ago

He is any person who wonders about his worth.
Take care - Dave
Immersing yourself in depths to find your light. We are all minutia in the wide expanse of the universe.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Dave

4 Years Ago

You are soooooooo right!
Take care - Dave
Very interesting take on depression. I often felt like depression was like being burned alive in acid.

Posted 4 Years Ago


In your brevity is insight. That first sentence is painfully true. And in that cold lake is how we figure out how to warm ourselves... until we cannot. And what's truly painful - none of this really matters over any real stretch of time.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Dave

4 Years Ago

Thank you for your - insight.
Take care - Dave
Lonliness is a sad state of mind and walking into a freezing lake isn't going to help! My thoughts are always with those who live alone! In the meantime may I suggest urgent swimming lessaons!

Posted 4 Years Ago


Dave

4 Years Ago

Oh yes and a warmer clime - haha.
Take care - Dave
A sad tale, taken by many who find themselves depressed and alone, wondering where they fit into the bigger picture. Gazing into a star studded night, they smaller than ever before as they gaze into the heavens. Reminds me how important it is to look out and identify the suffering of others. Loneliness as well as depression is a killer, particularly as the festive season approaches. Thank you for the reminder, sometimes it is easy to forget.

Chris

Posted 4 Years Ago


Dave

4 Years Ago

Yes - I find it curious that this supposed festive time of the year brings about so much morose in s.. read more

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Added on November 20, 2019
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Dave
Dave

Bridgewater, NJ



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David B. Pincus I am a retired teacher. I have taught in grades 5th-8th in New Jersey. I am married and have two grown daughters and four grandsons. I enjoy playing tennis and traveling. With m.. more..

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