Thursday, April 5, 2012

A story of two dreams

Dream connection

A story of two dreams

I saw myself in the mirror and I was crying blood and I didn’t have any eyes, they were just black holes. Of course I didn’t really see myself in the mirror; it was a picture that cam in my head from an unknown source. Though, it was clear as it could be, clearer than a crystal, clearer than everything I saw before. I had no eyes, but I could see and while I cried, all my worries, problems and sadness seemed to leave me. Out of waterfalls of bloody tears every single negative feeling dropped on the carpet, where it vanished within a few seconds. The ground under it must have absorbed them. I didn’t know there they went, but I saw that it was out of the world. Now, not just my vision was cleared, but also was my mind. Calm, relaxed and with the feeling finally to be saved I stepped out of my room, for I knew I would find my way when I just would believe. There on the hallway my parents and my little sister were already waiting for me. I looked at them and without having my eyes I saw them, though I not just saw them. I looked at them, I looked through them, I looked insidem them, and so I knew they did the same with me. And I loved them. Every single one of them, for who he or she was. My love for them was never as big as at this moment. We ran together, we hugged each other, we cried together. There were these bloody tears again, but after a while there seemed to be no tear left. Our hearts were clear. Never was the heart of anyone clearer than ours. Then we stood there doing nothing. There was joy; inside of us was joy, around of us was joy. Believing that we would know where to go without any trace of fear, my family and I ran outside for more space and ran down the driveway into the street. We turned around and everywhere on the streets there were people. Some we knew, some we didn’t know. No one of them had eyes anymore; however, there was not crying. Why should we cry when we finally could see? There was nothing but happiness and we didn’t look at he world and the people, but we saw it; better than we ever did and as clear and happy as it should be.


3 comments:

  1. wow...once i started reading this i couldn't stop...that was amazing. i felt different after i read this. it makes me wonder what i dont see. this is by far the best thing i've read on this website including my own writing, and i have a huge ego when it comes to myself ^_^

    ...that was just amazing and i know that is a huge understatement. i cant even describe how good this is! great job on this!!!

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  2. Thanks for this great comment! I guess the only way to find out what you cannot see is to lose your eyes... Do not try it! It was just a metaphor!

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  3. This reminds me of the Greek tragedy Oedipus Rex, a story I teach in English 4. He gouged out his eyeballs because he didn't want to "see" the truth about who he really was...the blood ran down his face like waterfalls, too.

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