New Beginning

Words of truth, the moment they are spoken you realize that it is exactly what you wanted to hear. An admission of submission. But the very instant that you hear those words you hate the sound of them. Your immediate reaction is that of denying those sounds that reverberated through the particles of air to reach your ears. That nectar of truth is poison to you, you decide. You are better off without it.

Secretly, however, since you are a wanderer at heart, you will go back to that moment again and again. You will play the words in your head again and again; the very words that you deemed as dangerous and forbidden. But it is like watching the aftermath of a car accident on the road. You just have to watch it. You just have to look! The blood, a lifeless body on the road amidst confusion and desperate calls and howls and yelling.. You will stare shamelessly while reveling in the inappropriateness of it all, and walk away..

If you think about that, though, something deeper reveals itself to you. The fun was not so much in the situation itself- the accident, I mean. Nothing about an accident is fun.. yet, there is deep satisfaction in knowing that you can actually walk away from it. At that moment you experience freedom in it's full form, and that is the kind of moment that lets you in on the elusive feeling of invincibility..so rare, so delicious..

The scene of the accident is very much like the sinfully beautiful words playing in your head right about now..And knowing that you can walk away from it all; just hop on a bus and leave, having but a vague idea about your next destination... well, now that... that, is what we all crave, don't we?

That, dear reader, is our forbidden poison which we are better off without.