Remember, the is alway a way out of the darkness. It will either end well or it will pass. - TIX
For those who are struggling to find the way out:
It will get better, I promise! Keep looking for a way out, the glimpse of light in the dark.
Find your own guy with the map
I'm immensely proud of what you achieved and I'm sure that you will find your way!
Giant mountains tower up, fall over in front, bury you in their masses. Gray storms of thoughts take you captive, surround you, drag you, tear you, pull you along. Black.
Darkness surrounds you, captivates you. Roaring, shrieking, loud.
Everything piles up, collapse, swirl, sink. Then, silence.
This silence is not very comfortable. The calm before the storm. The next storm, which will tear you away again, gnaw at you, smash you. Wind comes up, gray masses, iron-high mountains pile up, fall over in front, bury you.
Reset.
Everything from the beginning over again.
Now it's quiet again. This silence is usually not comfortable. The calm before the storm.
But today it is different.
Silence.
A look at the sky. Clear view, no towering clouds, no black. Brilliant dark sky, full of stars. The way out?
Alone it is almost impossible. How? How to get out if you don't know the way? When you've lost your way thousands of times? hopeless.
A glance skyward. A map? The way out?
You see, but recognize nothing. Only a longer calm before the storm?
A glance to the right. Fright. Someone else? Not alone?
He looks safe, calm, knowing. A smile. But no grimace. Being safe. For the first time you feel safe, secure. Smile. But this smile is serious. Genuine interest. He wants to help?
A glance skywards, still nothing to be seen. " Do you want me to help you?" Help? Struggling, doubting...
Is he really going to help me?
A nod.
"Look, the big star, a signpost, the one next to it too." "To get out of here, we have to go south first, see that star? We should follow it." A glance skyward. Now you see, but still only parts. Get out of here alone? Doubt, walking, looking back.
A voice from the right. "We are already a little further. Do you see the star? He and the others form a picture. They will lead us out."
It's getting dark again.
Black. Dark clouds pile up.
Storm, then silence.
All over again? The star!
One glance skyward, the night sky is clear. -To get out of here, we have to go south first.- -See that star? That's what we should be looking for- searching eyes. The star!
A little further again. He' s back. Do you know what happens next? "The stars form a map, you just have to learn to read it" A glance skywards. A map? "Even if the storm overwhelms you again, the map of the stars will help you." And again we are a little further. And further, and further, back, and further.
Light. The black is broken up by light.
Sun.
Walking towards it, almost there. Light, bright, joy.
Done.
Outside.
You turn around, next to you stands he, the man with the map. "Do you see the light? You are outside, joy, life!" thank you!
But what if I end up back there?
Despair, black, storm?
"The map of the stars, I showed you how to read it. They´ll lead you to the light, remember the light, it gives hope."
“Look at the stars and you´ll know that no matter how hard it is, there will always be a little light at the end. You just have to reach out for it”
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Just some short storys
Historia CortaOur mind is a powerful place At the same time it's destroying things, it's also building new ones Our responsibility is, to use it the right way. To Lead it in the right direction To Give it a place About the book: These are just some short storys...
