Surreal

They sat in my presence saying all manner of things. I listened carefully and paid attention to every detail in their words and expression, how much they weigh and meaning thereof. It was all a bid to pitch to me want they want me to do. Life I understand completely, is complex. How do we tell?

I said to them "If you would please follow me, I have something to show you."

They sat down speechless. In their hearts they wondered how a young man like me can have such capacity to command grown ups like them. They asked "Where do you want us to follow you to?"

I told them "If you would please follow me, I shall reveal a few things."

We drove out into the city, they sat down calmly with puzzled look on their faces. For about nine minutes no one said a thing.


Then I said to them "please take a look at the people you see walking on the street and those driving." I can feel their uneasiness. In my heart I smiled.

One asked "What is the meaning of this unNaked Soul?"

I replied "If you would please be patient with, I shall tell you."

After about eighteen minutes, I said "Isn't it funny how we all move up and down and we seem to hold and loose focus at the same time? Can you hear the voices? The voice for a better direction."

One asked "what do you mean?"

I said "Do you know that the heart makes a sound? ssshhhh... Maybe we can hear that sound...."

There was silence.

I continued "Naaah. I doubt if anyone can hear that. Isn't it funny how close how heart is but we can't hear it beat? How then can we hear the distant whispers of direction? You see these people, they either want to control or be controlled. The later is harder to do, so they all settle for the former, very easy to do, yet they are all obsessed with the later. And in their little corner they exercise the former forgetting that they are only reflecting what goes on in the larger corner. They are all being controlled."

One said "What is this you are talking about? You can't be serious. You didn't bring us out here to say jargon when we have a serious case in our hands.

I smiled and responded "Nothing is serious until something or someone makes it. We all make decisions everyday of our lives, but our decisions are made based on the resources available to us. Who provide these resources?

Another said "What is the meaning of this you speak of?"

I said "My existence revolves around the gentle whispers of direction. This is what I have chosen, and for you to be able to affect my decision, you'll have listen to the stream of messages hidden in the crack of life and the read the messages it brings forth. Then you might be able to alter my point of view. But I tell you this, all that you seek has been taken care of, all you have to do is wait for it to be served. And until then, there is a taxi park."

They sat speechless.