You feel it.
Suddenly, softly. Urgently you hear it.
You feel a need to find it.
Somewhere, deep in the last recesses of your mind you look.
There is a forest, Tall and dense with a few small winding paths tracking through the undergrowth. The paths disappear quickly behind trees and round bushes.
You follow a path.
Pushing branches aside, you are drawn ever deeper, something takes you willing you to seek what is around each corner and behind every stump.
It is calling to the core of your spirit, the very essence of your being is called. It is being called and yet, calls back, pushing your foray ever deeper.
Something is there, you feel it.

It is speaking to you, speaking of you, pulling you ever nearer.
You turn a corner and feel a sudden trace of fear. What is this thing? why does it call to me?
why ?
You feel a decision being made but you can’t decide if you are the one making it.
Suddenly you surge forward pushing straight towards the voice, that most desirable feeling, that voice that calls of you. Your legs flow strangely, through the bushes and briars impervious to their thorns and splinters. Your heart quickens, adrenaline pumping , your nerve feels on it’s last thread, stretched to breaking point.
Then the forest becomes desperately dark you are suddenly without footing, falling hurtling onwards, forwards you rise, your senses defy reason. The voice is loud in your face now and you feel it booming through your mind and into your heart.
Your chest feels like it will explode and let the voice flood out, the pressure building it is hard to breath and yet there is no need to breathe.

Then it’s light, its very bright and your eyes strain to become accustomed to it.

All around you is light and a sandy floor.
The voice, in front of you now, welcomes you.

You look towards the voice.
“Welcome back.”
You recognise your own detached voice
It belongs to you.
To your mirror.
To your other self.
“Come we have much to learn.”

Do you take your offered hand and learn…. or do you step away………………… and sleep?

Beautifully put.

That was actually a bit scary, because it sounded familiar. But that one makes you stop and think

Personally i'd take the hand.

Oh I'd take the hand.

This is wonderful Zygo.

I hate to say this to you, because all the Hollywood rubbish shouldn't really play a part, but as I read the last sentence I thought about 'The Matrix'.
Do you take the red pill or the blue one. Do you remain aware of what is going on around you and try to find a way to exist in the wolrd you were born for, or go back to living a non-life where you have grown up to believe things that are not true?

I would take the hand every time.

It is rather interesting put..I like it. I would be hesitent at first, for the fear of something new/unknown, but i would embrace the hand in the end.

I would eagerly take the hand. I love learning, even if what I'm learning is scary.

~Farshief

I'd take the hand. It sounds interesting.

That was a really beautiful piece of writing.

I took the hand that beckoned to me, and have been grateful for many many years that it was yours Zygo.