Dream

Dream

Emily Ra (written: December 10th 2010)


It was too late by then. The big waves had already consumed the boy. Now, only the following smaller waves were cleaning up the debris to shore. Nothing. Just calmness. Like nothing had happened, the Ocean regained its serenity. The dumbfounded people just stood there. Not a single one was breathing for a moment.

Just a day later, the day went on as everyday should. People working, girls walking sided by side, giggling, cars honking, kids running, bigger-than-his-back backpack on his back bouncing, and one boy missing. He is not here, he doesn't partake in this day. No sound input, no smell, no touch, no visible input is put-in by the boy. He was just gone.

What was it that the boy was trying to do? He wanted to show people that he existed by erasing his existence. And for a moment of his disappearance into the sea, he really did exist more than others, his existence weighed down on everyone. Then, he did not exist anymore.

Loneliness. 'Tis what it was. He tried to fill up his emptiness by presenting the world with a small of emptiness. Empty hands that could not save. Empty mouths that could not breath. Empty eyes that couldn't show their empty hearts that couldn't feel. Empty brains that just couldn't remember, his emptiness was emptied out by us. For the moment of his edified existence, he was full. But then, so much emptier now than ever, his home was.

If God existed, God is Love therefore Love would have also existed. However, in the hearts of the men and women that occupied space in this place, God did not have a place, nor did Love. They only had colourless feelings and tasteless information that governed them. For if they knew Love, they would have known God, but they didn't. Thus they didn't realize that Love is patient, Love is kind. Nor that It does not envy, It does not boast, It is not proud. Not even that It is not rude, It is not self-seeking, It is not easily angered, It keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.

But now, love is defined by a mere feeling, a passing wind of passion, an indulgence of sort. Then, god didn't exist, nor was feared. The spiritless people lived as if they lived their lives. However, gripped with sense of insecurity, pulled to the ground by sense of loss, and punched in the stomach with the overwhelming sense of alone-ness, the lives they lived was not lives as live-ers, but lives as captives.

If Spirit lived, and we lived by the spirit, then we would have fruits of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. We didn't. We didn't have fruits of any sort in our lives, therefore, we have lost the meaning of life. Sometimes wondered if that boy did really exist at all? Do I exist?

Reality became God. People stared in awe at reality. People feared reality. They didn't know, that reality was not really real. The reality that people called reality was nothing but a sheet of curtain to hide the truth. God, the Truth, was hidden. People said God is against reality, God is only for dreamers, God is only reliable until the point reality hits. What they didn't know, that God is Reality behind the curtain of reality. Only because God is behind the Now, people did not see God but only the Curtain.

But Faith. Faith was all anybody needed. Faith was everything. Faith was the only door out of the prison of life that we think we live but do not live. Now Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. Only by Faith we may see what we don't see, and h9ope for what we can't hope. Only by Faith may we live as conquerors as we should have been not as slaves of Now.

If the creation knew the creator, then it will know its created purpose. When we forgot that God is the Creator, we forgot that we are the Creation. Consequently, we forgot our purpose. The purpose of the creation of the creation that is us, was to rejoice in the Creator that created us to rejoice in God. If we knew Love, we have the Spirit, and thus we receive Faith through the Spirit, then we would have joy.

We are happy. Sometimes sad. Sometimes angry, sometimes frustrated. Why? Because we don't have. We don't have the means to be happy all the time. Because we don't know what to be happy about. But God. God is our joy, and God is our glory. If God is God, then also our joy and glory, then our joy is God and our glory is God. Never fading. Never weak. Never changing. God gives to the one that asks. And we do not have because we do not ask.

The boy was loved. So was everyone. For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believed in him shall not perish but have eternal life. We did not believe in God. We did not believe in his Love. We did not believe in the Son. We chose not to be loved. We chose not to be saved. We chose to die. We didn't know. Because we didn't see. Because we didn't have Faith. Because we didn't ask. Because we didn't believe.

Then if only everyone believed, everyone would be loved, and every one would be saved. Then everyone would have a purpose, everyone would have joy, everyone would have love. Why then, is everyone still complaining about how meaningless his existence is? When only by belief the Curtain is removed?

Then the boy woke up from his sleep. He looked up at his dark room that he had been sitting in for the past hours. He looked at the emptiness of the dark room, the darkness of it which made him feel powerless and insignificant.

Then he had hope.