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| Lost in the Woods Written in stream of consciousness |
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| I stand here in the woods alone and scared wondering if I am ever to find my way home the night sky is full of brightly shining stars and I search for that which will guide me but still I am lost everything is strange and nothing is recognizable though I feel somehow it will all work out slowly I start walking letting the breeze show me the way as the trees and bushes blow in the wind I think I see the glint of metal but find that it is only that of a rain drop with the light of the moon shining through it was a beautiful walk when I headed into the woods earlier but now that it is dark and the creatures of the forest are waking the beauty of the woods turns into that of a haunted jungle crawling with creatures out to hunt me down to clear my head of these imaginatory thoughts I stand in the middle of a fallen tree and turn my face to the moon letting its enchanting life fill me with assurance that even if I dont find my way home in the dark the day will come and then the woods will once again be mine to conquer as the overwhelming calmness of this thought takes over my body I give into the creatures of the night just listening to their songs and realizing that although tantalizing at first they become a beacon of home without these creatures of the night the darkness would come with no avail to the world and the songs of the cricket or the howl of the wolf would never be heard in a way the night is just as beautiful as the day if only I could enjoy it in the comfort of my house staring out the window at the blowing trees or the drifting moon which when hidden by the floating clouds makes patterns in the sky that which can only be witnessed at night and if I were to savour in the unique night time smell I could as I stood on the deck watching for a shooting star and not worry about the cold or the wind for it if got too cold or windy I would place myself within the comforts of my house and snuggle down with one of my cats to put that warmth back into my breath and when it was time for me to retire to my room I could do so and pull the covers high on my shoulders to shield my body from the cool drafts that find their way into my room during the early hours of the morn but here I still stand surrounded by wilderness and with every turn nothing changes trees and bushes all around with no sight of rescue but wait what was that did I hear someone calling my name could it really be that there is a search party looking for me or is it just the wind blowing through the trees calling out my name playing tricks on me as hands reach out and grab at my feet brushing against me each more abrasive than the last but no stop it you're just working yourself up about nothing it is just the leaves of bushes brushing against my legs I must be on my way now to find my house so I can snuggle down with a cup of peppermint tea and forget this whole night I will never again stay out in the woods past dusk and if I do then I deserve all that I get but for this being my first time all that I deserve is to find my way home but where is home is it that way or this way or what way I am so turned around I wouldn't even know up from down if it weren't for the stars now if I could find the north star I may be saved but the clouds are thick and the moon hiding behind one is not giving me much light if I were to just sit down and wait for the dawn to come to me I could search more easily for my path on which I came but that is still hours away and those creatures though beautiful they sing are still creatures of the night which I would prefer not meet alone in the dark I know what I shall do I will walk with my eyes closed and my arms out stretched letting my inner being guide me to my place on this great earth and if my inner being is not in tune with my outer being then I shall just have to pick my move and follow if not to find refuge then to occupy my mind and self until the great body we call the sun makes its first appearance of the day the first move that my inner being leads me to take is straight into a tree which is not the beginning I had hoped for slowly I make my way around the tree and around the other obstacles until I find that no matter where I am headed at least the noises of the night creatures are growing quiet in fact too quiet the entire woods now seem to be full of death no sounds but that of leaves under foot and the occasional snap of a stick as my weight fights its strength eventually the creatures start again and oddly I am comforted by them I guess it lets me know that though I am far from home I am not entirely alone surrounding me are other creatures that share the earth with me and without them I nor any other being would be on this earth just like without us neither would they it all has to do with the circle of life somewhere on the food chain we are connected and it serves us to remember that though we are different we are so much the same that it is scary just like the differences among humans with the different races and religions and ways of mind that we are all the same in the way that we are all different and without these differences among humans and other creatures then our food chain would be made up of just one creature or one type of creature and that one creature would have to eat and destroy itself just to survive until it could not survive anymore because it has done too much damage to itself and the earth would be desolate and the other beings of the universe would take over the earth because there would be no one here to defend it from being taken as found property and it would not be humans wondering if there is other intelligent life out there it would be that other intelligent life wondering if we the supposed superior beings were out there and to tell the truth I think that we are in fact the inferior beings of the universe for if we were superior we would not be fighting with ourselves or depraving each other of the love that everyone so deserve and I for one wish that we were the superior beings so that it would be seen that we can all live together on the same world and share the same laws and live happily without having to worry if our school is going to be bombed or if one day our brothers or fathers or sons are going to be fighting a war where there in never a winner because no matter who comes out on top there are still deaths on either side and the families of those who lost their lives fighting for an unknown cause lose no matter what side they are on and no one can say that if you can save a life by losing a life you come out on top because that is not true everyone loses eventually and it is not going to be a meteor or a forty day flood that kills off human kind it is going to be us with our fights to be the best and to own the most land and to rule over the most it is going to be us that die at the hands of our neighbors and our neighbors that die with a blow to the head by us so why not give up your fights for power and stand in the woods at night and feel yourself connect with the crickets and the mosquitoes because we are all one and one day if it is not too late everyone will figure this out and that will be the end of war and we can live along side each other in peace so right now go stand in the woods and be lost and find your way home because I dont want to be the only one in the woods anymore. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||