The Circus Of Mind

Circus Of Mind.

Ornithophobia, the fear of birds severely impacted his life. He had that phobia since he was at a tender age. It might seem naive to somebody out there however if you had been in his shoes during that time, you would have experienced the dread that he did. Those countless sleepless nights, the nightmares that kept him awake every time he would fall asleep. Those vile creatures -- the way they flapped their wings would terrify him both in dream and in reality. He kept his distance from those creatures but every time he was near, those vivid memories would resurface and a shiver would run down his spine. The fear of darkness, the fear of ghosts -- it was no different from those and at times it would be maddening. With those beady eyes they stare at him -- he is a prey to those creatures. They are aware of his weakness -- they know that he fears them. The creatures of the night will exploit that and someday they will raid his house, vigorously flapping their wings to establish a domineering status -- clawing at his flesh, they would be. The sounds of anguish coming no longer from his lips as he will feel his skin being ruptured by their beaks.

Peace was found in death, he understood that moment. He cannot express the pain he suffered when their beaks entered his throat and from within they took it apart. At first, it was his voice they stole and then his hands were torn apart and at last their beak entered his chest -- Oh! How terrible the pain was as he felt the slow and excruciating journey of their weapon into his beating heart and then there is naught. No one spoke, nothing stirred. The body was disemboweled by those creatures and was left to rot.

He died, yes. But was it truly the fault of the creatures in question here? No. All these was his imagination. A figment of his mind -- his fear grew to a point his mind would create illusions. He did died. His heart had stopped. Not by those creatures but his own fear killed him -- it was not their beaks that entered his chest but his own fear, his own phobia. He died of cardiac arrest. It was the fear that led his heart to such a pathetic end.