War in the Clouds

A Story by LifesBooks

This writing is about my view on life and how it effects me and others.

War in the Clouds

As I continue my cycle in life I've gathered information as everyone does. I believe there are two sides you choose; there is the side of acceptance and the side of rebellion. The more I live the more I find it harder to see what side I’m on. There was never a line separating me from choosing where to go that is my free will. However this free will, which everyone has, is being tampered with. Either through responsibility’s or pressure from the outside source being your environment. But let me introduce myself my name is Gregorio Dejesus Hernandez I was born in the Bronx New York USA. This writing is nothing more than my impression of this world I live in. I feel that everyone has a different aspect on how their own world works. But you see I’m finding it hard to adjust my world to the world I’m actually living in. If you can relate to what I’m saying then you can understand what I will explain further on. I will show you who I am and why I am where I am now. This is my story and I would like to hear everyone’s story.

Being young I use to have a lot of imagination, I would often look at people as if someday I would see all of them again, knowing that I would be able to get a better aspect of them in the future. But I didn’t do this to judge them; rather I did it to understand who people are and what helps them contribute to their decisions. I was a young investigator of my time and a reason for people to make choices, as they wouldn't make the same choices if you weren't present. So to think out of the box for a second, picture this, you are not who you say you are. The body you have is merely just a vessel and not what you represent. Now who you are as a person is only up to you to choose and no one else, that is free will and we are losing it. A battle is being fought in the clouds and I see it day by day. For some days I lose hope and see that we are losing. Those who are being good are not being rewarded and rather being punished. This is how we live on a day to day basis, but I haven’t lost hope. See I tell myself that as long as I’m here there is still good. There is times where I fall into rebellion but only to understand why people do it. When a war is waged in the clouds it’s not always easy to see who your enemies are and who your allies are. So being still is the best weapon you have, in the concept that if you are attacked then your enemy is now visible. Understand that being still is temporary and just another way of battle. The war is not only fought through aggression and relentless assault, but rather it is sometimes fought through patience and peace.

My view on how this world is and how I lived my life is two totally different things. See I lived my life thinking that if I do enough good, people would do the same in return. In contrast the world is quite the opposite, the world doesn’t care how much good you did. The world only cares about itself and its own growth. So what did I contribute to? I’m asking myself that question everyday as if someone can answer it. Some may say that I contributed to myself and the development of who I am in this world, if that’s the case then why do some deny who they are. Constantly denying the truth of which they are and rather live a life of denial then acceptance. So what is this acceptance and what are we accepting?

We are accepting the fact that our dreams are just that, dreams. Once an individual realizes that it is just the thought itself that keeps us back, then, anything is possible. See this is the information that our children need to know, rather then what is given by the general public. This is what I would tell myself before I started to see the world for what it really was. Now I’m here an unemployed Hispanic male with no direction to go, where do I go from here. There is no job that I can work for and not accept how the world is. This is rebellion which I feel everyone has deep inside. Now what is rebellion and why are we rebelling?

There are many people that rebel but not for the right reasons. If you choose to rebel because our rights are being taken away, that is justified. But if you choose to rebel because it’s trending and a part of our society then that’s wrong. The truth is this, once you get a group of people in rebellion they are vulnerable to change, but it’s not always the change that they want. See to be able to rebel means you still have your free will, as long as that decision is there we can practice freedom. The second we lose our ability to make our own decisions and forcefully cooperate with our society decisions then we have lost all free will. Look at our own lives; we are all falling into the same hole that kept us down. Saying its ok to work for people who control everything and saying its ok that we have no say. Then we just make it harder to deny them by building a family, think about it. Why is it they advertise so many children movies, games, events, toys, and shows. They are giving the public the idea of acceptance and saying yes get a family, fall in love, and think that everything is ok. That is the plan, the plan is to keep you busy trying to take care of unnecessary responsibility’s that weren’t first present when you were born and make it the necessary thing to do now. While they are the one’s creating our future.

Unfortunately we all know that already, and if you didn't know now you do. Now anyone can wield a sword, but few can cause the same damage without it. It’s not always about what you know; it’s about how you can use it. How could I use it? Why would I use it? Who would believe me? Why would they believe me? So many reasons why you decide to neglect but rather you accept what is the norm. What is the norm? These are questions we leave out. Not because we want to, but because these are questions that make us who we are. We are free, this is our home. Where ever you are, is your place of choice and freedom, imagine that. This is what I know just by watching, I’ve known this the second I hit puberty and started to see girls differently. A whole new world for a whole new child, yet the world isn’t new to us and it won’t be new to our children for long. So we create a false since of establishment and keep them out the radar in the hopes that they will find it out on their own. The reality is this, they will never know what is really going until someone reveals the truth behind the drapes of innocence. I was behind does drape for a long time, keep in mind that while behind these drapes I still experienced what was going on. So then there was two sides, there was my rebellion and my acceptance. I wanted to believe that everything I’m saying now is not true, but I can’t deny what’s in front of me every day. How can I accept and still rebel?

That leaves me with only one choice, and that is to dedicate myself to a belief. How did I get here? Why are we here? What made us? More questions that mold who you are. Yes everyone asks themselves the same questions, but no one asks how did they got to the point of wanting to dedicate their entire life to one single way of being. Then it hit me, that’s how society works. We all fall into some type of column, or category representing who we are. Where is the category for freedom? Why is that left out? How did that become replaced by labor and debt? It goes way back a long time ago, before men decided to start civilization. We were free from everyone and everything. Now we are here, where are we? I see a huge battle across the skies. As angels and demons battle amongst each other for our souls, yet I am questioning why are they doing this? Who are they to say where my soul belongs? Is that not my choice? And why have we gotten to the point of no return? This war in the clouds is not for us. Rather it’s for the representation of what is stronger good or evil. I believe that good always prevails, and now my demons will now turn against me. As if they were ever helping me throughout my life.

I had a dream that I was in a car driving across a bridge and the bridge was broken. Destruction was everywhere and chaos was about. When suddenly I asked how is this car still going over the bridge? I looked and I saw the car was floating into the clouds, over the bridge. At the climax of the clouds things slowed down, I saw a war type formation of clouds. There was a flash then angels and demons were all over the clouds everywhere, battling with swords and claws. I stood struck with amazement that this was going on in front of my eyes. Then a demon crashed up against the window I was looking out of and stared at me. As if it knew one day I will join the battle. I was not afraid because it was not my time yet. That’s when the car floated back down over the bridge and I woke up. I asked myself, when I woke up, why I didn’t break out of the car and battle with these demons myself. It was my dream I was in control, yet I couldn’t move. I noticed now that while I was in that car, I was a little boy not prepared to fight my own battles. So I questioned myself, what does it take to join the war in the clouds?

Written By Gregorio D Hernandez