Choices

Everything in life is a matter of the choices we make and this is, more or less, a representation of those choices. I made this "story" shortly after making a life-changing decision when I realized how difficult it would be to turn my back on that and ret

by Matthew "Dra'Gon" Stohler

 

    You look around. Left, forward, right. There is a fog so thick you can't see past three feet. Directly behind you is a brick wall. You experiment and turn left. You look around. It's exactly the same as before. Directly behind you is a brick wall. You step forward a couple paces. Still you cannot see past three feet. And directly behind you is a brick wall. You start walking forward. Soon you come to a boulder. You turn right. And walk forward.
People begin walking out of the fog. Some have blurred faces. And pass right by. Others ask, "What's ahead of me." You tell them about the boulder. Some heed your warning. And turn. Others do not. You ask in return. Sometimes you heed their warnings. And turn. At times you do not.
    Occasionally you find those who will walk with you a ways. You feel comfortable with this. Then they find a new path and must depart. A time or two you come across one who may see a section within the fog. Heed their warning. But beware of those who speak falsely.
    There is one who has remained by your side. Even when the fog has moved closer to you. As it often does. Then there is another. Between you both. It is smaller. And you are aware that you must guide it. Until it may traverse the fog on its own. As it surely will. Often that smaller one returns to you. Somehow finding you through the fog. But you see that it has grown. And now has a partner itself. And now has a smaller one. Between the two. These moments bring you joy.
    You notice a subtle change in the fog. It should frighten you. But it does not. You look around. But your partner is gone. You are saddened. But continue. You walk forward. You look around. Left is a brick wall. Forward, right. There is a fog so thick you cannot see past three feet. Directly behind you is a brick wall. You walk forward. You look around. Left is a brick wall. Forward. There is a fog so thick you cannot see past three feet. Right is a brick wall. Directly behind you is a brick wall. Soon you come to a boulder. You must climb over it. You've done this before. But it seems larger. Harder to climb. Still you do not worry. More boulders come. Larger. Harder. You continue.
    Soon you come to a cliff. You have no choice. You fall. And rise above the fog. There is no fog. All you have done is open to you. You see the people. Those you knew. Those you have encountered. Those you have passed by. You think of all this. And wonder.
    Have I been right? Or have I been wrong? You must make a decision. You recall this story. You make that decision. You walk forward. Directly behind you is a brick wall.

Reviews

[Christine]

Very philosophical. You are right we are the sum of our choices we make in life. Great story.