Myself

This is a story about me, dicovering myself and all the possibilities that surround me.

Me,

What am I, why am I here, Where am I, and how did I come to be. All these questions haunting me, closing in on me, there is no escape. Past, present and future don't mean anything to me.

What,

What am I, nothing? a small blimp set apon this huge earth. I live here surrounded by those who do not understand, I'm lost in this world. I am nothing but the same as everyone else, yet dominated from those who look down on me in discust. Or am I important, a vital tool to sustain balance on this sensitive scale we balance on. not just for personal gain but for our future, for the future.

Why,

As my question of What am I? remains unanswered, blown away in the wind, forgotten forever to join the questions of others who have been cast away, little people, I question once more. Why? Why am I here? have I been cast here for a purpose, destiny. Longing for a purpose and one wrong turn sends me right back to the start. Or have I been set off  on an adventure, to set the sails and float of into the Great unknown. Aloud to go wherever the wind takes me and to explore this vast exsistance.

Where,

Where? I dare to ask once more. I live and breathe somewhere in this vast universe of mystery and planets of mass distruction. Humans, we live in a mine field one wrong step could send us flying right back to the beggining of time, non exsistance. Where? who knows somewhere in the grest abiss.

How,

It seems that all hope is lost, I look for an answer thats just not there. How? I ask. Just one last try. I repeat who knows. Cast here on a journey a quest we cant finish, furfill.Or can we, mabye thats why I'm here. Yeah, mabye thats it, a possibility I guess.

Myself,

No... there is no quest, journey, purpose, there is me. No one else, me. Set to my own creation, life, death. I am born, I live and I die. It's simple. I know how I am! I'm, well Me, myself and I. I will set off where? who knows Just another unanswered question. Who knows, Who cares!

 

 

Author's Note

What do ya think. I spent a bit of time on this one. A very different way of writing but I enjoy writing and reading it! Would love some feedback.

Reviews

[NatashaSophia]

All in all I really dug this piece. Thank you for sharing the many questions that most human beings have sat back and pondered from generation to generation.

"I am nothing but the same as everyone else, yet dominated from those who look down on me in discust."-- what a statement. The realization that you are the same as everyone else really conveys the idea of you are who you are and at some point in time everyone must understand and accept it otherwise they are carrying dead weight and worry around.

"It seems that all hope is lost, I look for an answer thats just not there."-- It is interesting how certain people view the world and the individual contradictions and perceptions. You make the world/universe sound like this infinitely large place full of possibility and mysterious unknowns, but then you say all hope is lost. It seems that if we are just these small people, these little parts of nature and the universe as we know it then there should be an amazing amount of hope and freedom in that concept.

"No... there is no quest, journey, purpose, there is me."-- With this statement I guess it really doesn't matter what questions you have. It doesnt change that there is no purpose and no journey. Just the making of your own road through life.

Cheers and thanks again for the read.

[Soul Ember]

Excuse me, but moderator. The blue ribbon is the best award or first place and I believe you have ordered it around the other way.