Blessed are you who are hungry now, for you shall be satisfied…woe to you who are full now, for you shall be hungry. (Luke 6:21, 25)
The earth is desolate, the sky filled with ash and the few survivors roam the landscape in fear, starved, and often in solitude like I am now. No one is in site; everything is either burnt or broken down like a large landfill site set on fire. Over my many years of traveling, I’ve learned that there is a stronger message than just an apocalypse – it is the resilience of the human spirit during the devastating time. Back when all this wasn’t here, I remember seeing children playing in the streets and parent siting back, relaxing or cutting the luscious green grass. I remember the world before this when all you had to worry about was bringing back money for your family to buy food and pay bills. People felt secure enough to let their children and themselves roam the neighborhood alone without fear. Now on the other hand we hide, or if you’re old like me we lie to survive. I find that faith, love and a strong will to live are fundamental in not losing your path as well as maintaining hope through the journey. We search for things that aren’t there and walk long distance at times, only to find death all around us. Only way to survive on the road is to satisfy your inspirit by the little things that come by in life in order to sustain the hardships. I haven’t meet two people that different in a long time, in a good way today was very helpful on my journey.
The earth is desolate, the sky filled with ash and the few survivors roam the landscape in fear, starved, and often in solitude like I am now. No one is in site; everything is either burnt or broken down like a large landfill site set on fire. Over my many years of traveling, I’ve learned that there is a stronger message than just an apocalypse – it is the resilience of the human spirit during the devastating time. Back when all this wasn’t here, I remember seeing children playing in the streets and parent siting back, relaxing or cutting the luscious green grass. I remember the world before this when all you had to worry about was bringing back money for your family to buy food and pay bills. People felt secure enough to let their children and themselves roam the neighborhood alone without fear. Now on the other hand we hide, or if you’re old like me we lie to survive. I find that faith, love and a strong will to live are fundamental in not losing your path as well as maintaining hope through the journey. We search for things that aren’t there and walk long distance at times, only to find death all around us. Only way to survive on the road is to satisfy your inspirit by the little things that come by in life in order to sustain the hardships. I haven’t meet two people that different in a long time, in a good way today was very helpful on my journey.
By: Father of the Son
ReplyDeleteWhen we first met I hesitated to help you because I knew that in our world that we had now, I needed to keep my son alive from the cannibals and I didn’t know if you were one too. I know now that you have the same beliefs like me, where you need to keep the fire burning inside your heart, if you want to live on through the journey. I too remember to good times when all this hadn’t begun and the streets were filled with people that would just living out their normal lives. My son however doesn’t know of this past life he thinks this was how it always has been. I only wish he could have seen what it was like back then. One of the reasons why I’m searching for that life is so he can live like I did a long time ago. My wife had no purpose to live, despite giving birth to my son that needed to be cared for. She embodied the weakness of the human spirit in times of difficulty. She gave up her duty as a mother to support her own selfishness, which entailed me to take responsibility to care for my son. I try each and every day to teach my son how to keep the hope up and never let it die like of his mothers. I believe that when I was left with the responsibility to care for my only son, it made me keep going to survive like a facet of love to keep me moving along the road.