389 Causality : Part 1

One autumn's morning I headed outside for a walk The road was long and the day Within the comforts of tantalizing tease I, myself was settled within my mind Taking in the day, the beauty Even the mechanics of all things Working in unison to form a collective of unity The road lead far through the wood Spanning a great deal of meadows and trees Rivers and streams and field after field Of wild flowers and daffodils. Day after day I'd take this walk And every day it touches me the same The familiar breeze to finger through my hair The shimmering ripples on the rivers face Play like the fireflies of twilight However, today has become different than all the others Today I find myself standing with indecision Usually I would have turned back miles ago Yet for some reason today, I felt compelled To continue and now I stand before a split in the road To my left I see normality and all things familiar Continuing into infinite existence Where to my right I see causality and all things unknown Yet I could see the end and at that point stood a door Alone amidst the solitude of new things. I found myself with pause, uneasy to continue I was unprepared for this decision and unwilling To choose either Just then another person approached, stopped Looked at both roads and continued on the road of normality I stood here for hours within the ponderance of my indecision As the time passed I witnessed more and more people Coming and continuing down the road of normality I then decided to follow in the footsteps of others Everything here was familiar, nothing new With all the comforts of knowing what was to come However, I soon came to realize some intriguing facts No one here was of their own, all of us on this road Was of one mind, everything known, nothing new Slaves to normality. Individuality? There was none We were all compelled to be the same Any deviance from the norm was illness, anarchy and treason Being here is like not existing Suddenly there were others gathered around me I was given the impression I was not alone in my thoughts Of difference till one spoke out from the crowd "You are ill and must be treated" ~ By: Darren J McMurray January 23, 2012