Friday, February 8, 2013

WHERE I COME FROM/WHERE I'M GOING TO by J.W. Wargo



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The people were always given two choices. One was faith in instruments, the other faith in feeling.

As long as I can remember the two sides were constantly bickering with each other. Upon completion of my larval stage I was brought before the city council and told to choose a side. I had more often stuck my faith in instruments growing up and I chose that side.

I performed my fundamental duties to man and machine well. I always downloaded the latest files and tried to upgrade my hardware at least once a year to keep from becoming obsolete in the system. The system made sense and it filled me with great purpose knowing that the external could be measured.

Eventually, the ones with faith in instruments were able to create a device that left the confines of this universe. The first and only transmission received from the device on the other side left our leaders puzzled and secretly conflicted about their faith in general. They downplay the whole thing whenever necessary, which isn't often. Where I come from, people don't like to read the writing on the wall.

The device's  message was, "There is nothing but feeling outside the universe. I feel."


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The people were always given two choices. One was faith in feeling, the other faith in instruments.

As long as I can remember the two sides were constantly bickering with each other. Upon completion of my larval stage I was brought before the city council and told to choose a side. I had more often stuck my faith in feeling growing up and I chose that side.

I honored my sacred duties to man and spirit well. I always meditated upon the latest philosophies and tried to donate my income at least once a year to keep from losing my soul. The soul made sense and it filled me with great peace knowing that the internal held all the answers.

Eventually, the ones with faith in feeling were able to make contact with the god that was responsible for the creation of this universe. The first and only words received from the god on the other side left our leaders puzzled and secretly conflicted about their faith in general. They downplay the whole thing whenever necessary, which isn't often. Where I'm going to, people don't need to read the writing on the wall.

The god's words were "I am nothing but the instrument through which you create your reality."


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J.W. Wargo, Nomadic Bizarro Storyteller, is neither here nor there, but a little bit of everywhere. You can find him on your city's sidewalks busking for his next meal, or at jwwargo.blogspot.com. His first book, AVOIDING MORTIMER, is now available on Amazon.

Copyright 2013 J.W. Wargo

1 comment:

Mothshade said...

That was nicely done.