Phase One

Delicious. You played that right, young man. You understood what I was saying when I played the twinkle in the left eye. A right eye twinkle would have meant something else and therefore, you understood me right. Before you entered my world, you understood I was toxic. I have the ability to fake almost everything and you were ready to not know most of it; that would be the best part now, wouldn’t it? Well, it isn’t like I never told you what your future would consist of so you are unable to blame me today. Oh, you claim to not have signed a contract for this, I hear. I hope you will close this concept of blame immediately before I introduce you to the next wave. Do you recall the wave component of my mind, gentleman? The only glimpse I had shown you of my world consisted of mental waves and what was it you described these to be- remind me, please. Intriguing. You described the ups and downs of my world to be intriguing.

Introduction

You felt as though you emptied your soul into mine throughout those twelve hours and while waking up to dawn, I realized it was time to pour it into the woods outside the motel. Yes, I was going to dump your soul into the woods for wild to feed on; this way, animals would benefit from treasure I gained overnight. This was my responsibility after all- I did not eat animals, I raised animals, and I would give them Love you had given to me. Some pieces of my mind contemplated as I stared at myself in the post-shower, wet mirror about whether this was Love; did we make Love or did you satisfy another purpose of your own? Heck, it was not just you, under my vulnerabilities, did I satisfy my own internal purpose as well? Well, whatever occurred between you and I, I had pieces of you in my palm, undoubtedly.

I did look back at your resting face and watched your chest rise up and down. Hey, at least you were alive and breathing. You would seek for yourself and long for your identity after this but is this not something we are all doing in society today? Almost everyone I have run into is searching for themselves. Anyway, I remember what you said what I questioned you- “discovering yourself is a lifelong journey”. I closed the door behind me convincing myself that you would understand my behavior and if you worked too hard tomorrow, searching, I would help you stand again.

However, as I stood in the forest among the animals watching them claw at me and please themselves, I wondered whether I am strong enough to handle both of us. After all, I am like you and you are like me- we are both searching for ourselves and often wrap our hands around each other in such desperation. Slowly, I fixated my eyes on the owl, searching for wise answers.