A MomentA Story by RenatoRojoRandom thoughtsI stood there in the parking lot smoking a cigarette, the
last damn place in this country where you can still enjoy that small pleasure.
I thought of all that was going around me, I wanted to feel the energy of the
world flow through me. I felt the frogs in the lake looking for another meal,
another mate; their lives so simplistic that it was enviable. I saw the birds
flying thinking of the same thing except that they were free. How enviable it is to be as free as them. To look up at the
sky and see the horizon as your destiny, the place where to feast upon the
flesh of life was fulfilled with every flap of the wing. In that horizon the
world is fulfilled, it is simple, just fly and you will reach your destiny. There
in the clouds those birds saw the world and in every second saw their destiny
fulfilled in their actions. In the swamp near by the crocodiles sang of the prey they
had just devoured and seek now to discover. Explorers in their own right but of
death, as all predators are. The mountain lion upon his hill seeing the world
in a similar manner, except walking, stalking his death with every movement of
his paw. Those paws, what they have seen no one can gather. It is a footstep
that is echoed in the cosmos and upon the lives of their prey; the prey which
will soon be devoured in their grasp. Those that are hunted now their place though, that they may
soon be in the lion’s mouth stalks them every second of the day. However, in
that blood soaked image lays a purpose. There are those of us that are meant to
run, those of us that are meant to fight, those of us that are meant to do
nothing at all. The mole’s underneath
the earth and the sloth’s in the trees realize this and just laze about. The
panda in the forest with the bamboo in his mouth looks around and does not
care. He has chosen the path of the apathy and no longer hunts as his brethren
do. They are the evolutionarily apathetic cousin of the grizzle bear which
seeks territory. In man lies the confusion of instinct. In a part of us the
territory blinds us and makes us want to blind the world; the predator in us
calls. Then there is the prey in us which calls us to be hunted, that lives in
fear every day of the lion’s jaws. The apathetic aspect of nature also exists
in us, in that we which to live, f**k and eat all day. In everyone one of us
these paradigms of nature exists to varying degrees. They make us cry, laugh,
angry and want to screw every second of time till an answer is given and even
then some of us will not want to hear it. We are part of the intelligent conscious part of nature, the
particle of the big bang. The big bang began as our thoughts, small at first
and then all encompassing. A man is his thoughts, than he is perpetually a part
of creation. We are the God’s left behind on the corporeal plane. In my case, the sex,
drugs and alcohol in my life seemed lacking as well as my ambition. The
emptiness inside seems to cry out for something more however even the call
seems to lack. I envy the animals and their ability to unquestionably follow
their purpose. I’m a beast of purpose; I know this but I’am lacking it. The it
that drives life forward, the something which instills in man the sense of
purpose and the animals a hunger for something else. I’m a man that is neither
predator, prey, nor apathetic but rather all three combined. However, that is
me and I know there exists a life outside of myself. I will taste its fruit and
describe its taste; that is all I can do at the moment. I then finished my
cigarette and threw it on the ground and said to the wind, “another day.” © 2013 RenatoRojoAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on November 21, 2013 Last Updated on November 21, 2013 AuthorRenatoRojomiami, FLAboutWell I'm not an English major, I study law and economics and English is my second language. I have lived though in the states and in London and I enjoy English literature a lot. Also since I no longer.. more..Writing
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