Speak Out

The beginning of the End

                
[The Fluid, Maa, the door and the future of fluid]
(Pov of Fluid)


          I'm a mangle of mess, a blotch of raw split ends, a formless lithe substance. 

           You, dear reader can call me fluid.
                     
         Here I lie in my day dreams of crystallizing into action and use the keys to unlock the door. It feels like a nice day today I think I shall spend my time playing the shadow door games.

         Shadow door games are problem solving games based on the replica of the actual door I see in front of me. I have played them all and I think I might go to level one and advance through the ranks once more. They are highly addicting, you see. Because I know I will win for sure.

          However I can't say the same for the actual door in front of me. When I open the door in front of me, I simply don't know what risks await me.

          The actual door is rather a plain wooden door on the outside, moss and algae infested. You could even see some nests of termites. But it's constructed of cedar – the finest quality ever. I've tried to bang my way through and none of those times I had met with non-resistance.

          Yes, the door is alive. 

          And it did help me making mini constructs of shadow doors, and it did tell me its weaknesses and strengths. I have lived eons enough to construct the particular keys for the door to be opened.

          I asked the door, what is it gaining if it lets me out.

         "It's true I won't be able to go for an adventure with you, for I'm only a door and its true I gain no reward as such for helping you to be let out. If you've noticed, in my younger years I was quite reluctant for helping you with this idea of leaving; because, without you I'm companion-less, so to speak.
         However with time, I tasted the saccharine dew drops for fulfilling my role as a door. This saccharine state was far more fulfilling than me keeping you for myself.
         And yes, without you as well, I wouldn't have much of a purpose to be functioning as myself too but its best to acknowledge we have limited time than unlimited time."

           When I first heard it, I cracked up sput-sput like sodium in water. What the door said was simply too much of deep topic for me to understand. And even now it doesn't make sense!

             So ye, here am I playing shadow games about making it through the door while not actually doing it. Right now I'm fluid, but later on when I truly decide to use the keys to unlock the door, you won't find me as fluid. I'd go by the name crystallised.

             Somehow there is this sense of satisfaction in knowing that all the ingredients of a recipe is there with me and I can mix them any time I want but I control myself not to. Somehow there is this sense of content-ness as I lay here as a messy liquid, watching those keys, knowing that I can pass through the door any time I want and yet I choose not to.

              It's quite addicting.

             Splashing on, I continued to advance onto level 100 on my shadow door game.

              And then, like a prickly electric current I felt some spasm, the world I knew suddenly turned topsy-turvy, like an environment I never knew before.

              Presently an image, as if in a mirror of air, began to take form and speak.
             
               It looked like a ripple.
             
              "Greetings to Fluid, I sensed some disturbance here and thus sent this message to you. People call me Maa, because I am an ambassador for reality.
               But people also use my name as a cuss word when they are frustrated, because sometimes reality itself could be brutally hard to accept."

               I gurgled to show that I'm paying attention, which the image recognizes and continues.

               "Fluid, what I'm going to say next would be very likely to irritate so I hope you be prepared."

                 I swished bit uneasily,after all, who would love to hear an annoying message being dragged too long?

               "Fluid, presently you have everything right beside you. You only need to use the keys by being crystallised and open the door and get out.
                It is simple.

               But a traitor has crept into your mind, the ancestor of lies, who is detaining you here with substance-less contentment.
              The choice is before you : Will you be a child of ancestor or lies and continue to delude yourself? Or will you be a child of your own ancestor, the transition and face the reality and complete your tasks that you are able to? "

              "What if I say that I'm disabled?" I gurgled.

               The ripple seemed to shiver steadily. "The biggest disability is cowering into lies spun by the ancestor of lies. It is the biggest disability because it acts like a cloak blinding the able part of you.
               The reason why you are indulged in those shadow door games is because you are projecting out your inner desire which is to leave here through the door using the keys."

              Some parts of me bubbled without me being aware, "Who is this ancestor of lies that you speak? Also perhaps it is a lie to you and unreal but to me it feels like real. So shouldn't I call it a truth for myself?"

            "Do you think the unripe fruit knows of the taste it has when it is ripe? Wait for the time to reveal itself, and you shall obtain what you seek. Even if I tell you the answer to what you asked right now, you wouldn't believe me and—"

           And then, there was nothing.

           Looks like the message ended.

            I looked at the keys and placed the shadow games behind me, somewhere I cant immediately reach.

            "Door, do you think that just now we heard was a mirage?"

            "Fluid, I think there is a lot of sense to what it said. But yes ultimately its you choice to choose the paths in front of you"

               I gurgled in assent. Blowing myself up, I tried to give into the shape-former and allowed myself to be crystallised. Maybe its time to change my name and get onto 101st level.

(1052 words)

16/october/2023