New Creation (i)

New Creation (i)

I want to forget the past, ignore the present and desert the future.

I don’t want to be here and I don’t want to go there. I don’t want to contemplate problems or research solutions. I don’t want to make plans or analyse alternatives. I’m tired of everything.

I want to laugh, smile, scream and be happy without wondering whether my companions are sincere or my friends will be offended.

I want truth with no doubts, no suspicions, no falsehoods, no enemies, just pure, uninterrupted calm.

I want to leave my mind behind, just for a few minutes. I want to see what I’ve never seen, I want to hear what I’ve never heard , I want to go somewhere that’s never existed.

I want to relinquish control, I want to retire responsibility , rescind my will and roam, free as the wind. I want to soar over unexplored terrain, over undiscovered mountains, over uncharted waters.

I want to go far, far away. I want to be free.

Lisade felt the same way that evening, as he stared into the sea. He didn’t know where to start from, how he could live our dream? It was impossible. How could he escape his mind or traverse the inexistent?

Thousands of miles away, Serathar sat, gazing at the fire. She couldn’t feel the heat, she wasn’t really on her seat yet she felt our sentiment. For you see, She was out of her mind, already and we were going to meet her. We just didn’t know.

If talent, training, intuition and experience make a good writer, I will be a horrible one. But if vision, imagination, addiction and perseverance define a great author, I will be legendary.