CLARITY
PROLOGUE
I don’t know how I got here. Like…I really don’t know. I guess that’s why I didn’t know how to start writing this. What kind of shit story begins with, “I awoke in a strange land.”? (sigh)
Alas…
I awoke in a strange land…strange by comparison anyway. At first glance it looked like home, but it was built on a different foundation, I could sense it right away. That in itself was an odd sensation; unfamiliar. I never had a sense of home, but here I could feel a pulse. I don’t remember what happened before this place…but I call this place Clarity.
CHAPTER ONE
CLARITY
The first thing I need to explain, is time doesn’t run the same here. It’s slower. A lot slower. It feels like you have an eternity. Maybe you do have an eternity. Another thing to wrap your noodle around? Nobody knows; about the time. Nobody knows about time. Nobody perceives… there is basically no time. Fuck, I’m still trying to figure it out. So much for clarity.
I think the best way to explain it, is to say that, when you are here, time waits for you. This is The Time and The Place to figure shit out.
I lingered a long while before I moved, but eventually, I struck out. I was in a field of tall grass, with sporadic flowers, and no road, yet a village lay in sight. I walked and wondered for a good spell before I looked up, the village still a bit off. I touched the grass under my palms, and I smelled the breeze, watching my feet effect the blades…but the village grew no closer. I walked faster now, with my gaze fixed. Anxiety welled in the pit of my gut. I broke out into a run, briefly, but then I heard it again... I started listening. That sense I spoke of…I could sense it. I laid down in that long grass and lingered a long time. I tried so hard to think it through, but no break-through broke through. I laid, paralyzed by uncertainty, until I began to think…”Why am I trying to get there? What do I need there?” I didn’t feel any needs. I only wanted for understanding. I sat up and groaned my way to my feet looking back over my shoulder to the village…and it was gone.
That’s when I really started listening. That sense I sensed, flowed through me... but there were no answers. That sense only brought questions. A deluge of questioning and uncertainty…and then, in a whisp of Clarity… epiphany. This place revealed itself.
I would never get anywhere. I would never understand. I would eternally pace… for I found my self in The Wrong Time…and The Wrong Place.