Just having a little fun with some semi-fiction this weekend… Hope you enjoy.
The alarm goes off. That means it’s time to get up for our daily walk along The Path. I’ve been walking along The Path for years now. Decades, even. It’s well-lit, although the lighting seems somewhat… unnatural. Fluorescent. I’ve been walking The Path since before I can remember. It’s all I know. I like it here because it’s safe and everyone I know is here. It’s comfortable.
Each day I wake up and I walk along The Path as I’ve always been told to do. I can’t remember when I was told, maybe when I was a child. I don’t know. I’m here with my family and friends, and they’re all walking along The Path with me and they insist we’re going in the right direction. I have a map, and it confirms this. The map doesn’t have a scale though, so I’m not sure how close we are to our destination. We must be getting close by now.
On each side of the Path are thick thorny bushes, impossible to penetrate. I guess that’s why no one steps off The Path. Plus, I’ve heard that there are dangerous monsters behind the thorny bushes. And poisonous snakes that will… I don’t know what they do, but I’m told it’s bad and scary. The Advertisements say we shouldn’t go back there. They say it’s very dark and dangerous. It’s certainly enough to keep me out of there.
The Path is uphill. It’s been uphill for years. It’s getting steeper though, so I think we might be getting close ot the summit. Unless it’s a false summit. That happened once a few years ago. I liked that feeling of hope towards the top of that false summit, so I guess that was good.
The food along The Path is plentiful. It grows in the trees along The Path. There’s more than I could ever eat, although sometimes it feels toxic. Like it takes away energy, rather than providing fuel. It’s almost like it does both – provides just enough energy to keep us walking, but not enough for anything else. It tastes good, to be sure.
It’s a shame all these thorns and snakes and monsters border The Path, because I’ve heard rumors. Rumors of another path deep on the other side of the thorny bushes, and beyond the monsters and snakes. They call it “the path beyond the thorns.” I’ve heard that this path is much smoother and with less obstructions. I’ve heard that the lighting isn’t as fluorescent, but natural. And I’ve heard the trees on each side of the path are welcoming, and filled with food that provides boundless energy. Unlike The Path, which is concrete, I’ve heard the path beyond the thorns is made of grass and dirt and mud and rock, and that flowers grow all around it, and that it’s wide and there are many options for scenic routes along the way when you feel like it. I don’t like when we have detours, so I’m not sure I’d like those scenic routes. I probably wouldn’t like it.
I’ve also heard that the path beyond the thorns has lakes and rivers along the way. And that you can stop and swim in them and smell the flowers and rest under the waterfalls. Not just on Rest Days, but on any day. The rumors say that over on the path beyond the thorns that they don’t even have Rest Days, because any day can be a Rest Day, and any day can be a Walking Day. There’s no yin because there’s no yang over there. That sounds like anarchy to me. I prefer structure. Structure is good. That’s what The Advertisements tell me, anyways.
They also say the path beyond the thorny bushes has no destination. But what’s the point in walking, if you don’t have an end goal? Some people say that the other path is the end goal, but I don’t get it. Nope, that doesn’t make any sense at all. We should all have goals to walk towards, and that goal should be as good as the goal at the end of The Path. Without a larger goal, I think I’d just get bored. I know this, because The Advertisements say so.
Anyways, The Path isn’t all that bad. It’s not always good either, but it’s easy. And it’s safe. The beds are comfortable. And there’s great rewards at the end. At least that’s what The Advertisements say, the one’s that are hung from the thick thorny bushes. They say that when we reach the end of The Path, we’re rewarded with limitless pleasures. Entertainment, food, wine, and all the sleep we want. This is good, because my feet are getting more sore everyday, and so is my back.
The Advertisements always tell me about all the things I need and all the things I’ll get in the end. It’s hard to collect all these things right now though, seeing as I have to carry it with me on The Path. Some of these things are heavy, and they slow me down. I’m not sure I need them all anyways. I want them though, that’s for sure. That’s what The Advertisements tell me.
Sometimes big machines drive by, powered by motors. The people inside are called The Rich, that’s what we call them anyways. Sometimes they throw wine bottles out their windows as they pass. That wouldn’t be so bad if I had shoes. I’m sure there are shoes at the end of The Path. It’s said that The Rich get to ride the Path straight to the end. That sounds nice, but I wonder if they can appreciate the destination without the journey? Nah, that’s not for me. Nope. I’m better off walking.
At night, after another successful day of walking up this hill of The Path I’m rewarded with rest. The beds are comfortable, and the rooms are warm. It’s nothing to complain about, that’s for sure. Sometimes my feet hurt, though. And my back. So I take some pills, and the wine helps as well. They always have plenty of wine for us in these resting rooms. You sure can’t complain about that. I think the wine is there to make sure we get a good night’s sleep, so we can be ready to continue our journey tomorrow. The Path takes care of us in that way.
Yep, there’s nothing to complain about here. The Path takes care of us, and makes sure I’m headed in the right direction. Still, sometimes I lay in bed at night, a little tipsy on wine, and I think about the path beyond the thorns. They say over there that the journey is the destination. I wonder what that’s like?
Sounds crazy if you ask me. That’s what The Advertisements tell me, anyways.