Derivation of Mynd

There weren’t always dragons in the valley. With their numbers increasing rapidly lately, I wondered if they spawned from a loop that I’d lost track of somewhere. Nonetheless, they’re all here, dirtying up the place like a frat party.

I was so young when I first stumbled upon this place, learning how to walk and speak. My eyes were filled with a desire to grow, to become just like them. Within each iteration I’d bask in the light never having a dull glimmer in its ray, behind it, a backdrop of intense green vegetation standing against the water so crisp and refreshing. You’d imagine it to be the perfect escape, not reality. I would communicate to them confident they’d interpret my words as kind and full of hope. But alas the days passed and my years lapsed, my transformation became the transition of their gaze. No longer looking to me as the innocent being I once was. My current state of power and control intensified their appearance that would make those weak of though shudder in varying decay. It even made me question my own ability to exist beside them. Was I special, did I acquire their trust that my eyes did not see them as beasts?

Anyhow, enough contemplation, I need to gather myself for the day ahead. I must complete my journey through the treachery of curiosity and shame. Besides, today is my father’s birthday. He always makes such a big deal of aging gracefully. A quality I have yet to discover. I usually I slip in a good over the hill jab or two. I’m not sure if it’s for me or him, I just know I hate that I’m balding already.

Today for some reason he seems insistent on manifestation. While he went on and on, I wanted to lose myself in thought, but what he said was making so much sense. Could I have been manifesting these dragons all along? I can still see them, just a flash here and there as I go about my days. I can’t piece together if they’re starting to break the barrier between this universe and the one that I created. Honestly, I can’t even say I created it, or if it is a reality above my understanding. Either way, I’m realizing I’m meant for something big. I think today I will travel alone. Something strange is in the air and I need to be alert.

Melina stepped outside with trust in her eyes today. She knew her visions of a hero were all too real for fantasy. Slightly timid and slow to speak she carried herself proudly. A sense of assertiveness that was quite possibly just facade. One thing was for sure, when she had an opinion, everyone knew to listen. From a distance as she neared my path, I could hear her yell “Hey Josh, are you battling the dragons today?”. Sort of embarrassed or maybe just shy, I mumbled at her “How could I ever not, you always push me to.” knowing she’d brush it off. I let her know that today I’m going at it alone with an added eyebrow lift and look in the direction I was heading. She right away knew what I was insinuating. Melina did not like the canyon much less the valley. No, the simplicity of a well-known path and safety in numbers is the purpose she maintained.

When I neared the canyon, always creeping with thick draught and trees that cover the sun, I felt the hairs of my neck stand on end. I knew going this way would trigger something within, but I had to find out more of what has become. Once I started learning the way to truth, I could not stop thinking about what stood as one. It was the strongest sense of purpose that I felt deep inside. Nothing ever felt so astonishing and real, yet still so distant that my yearning for some sort of revelation held strong. For this, I continued further towards the valley.

They were all there.

Flying, sleeping, chasing after each other and basking in the bright rays of the sun. They doubled in numbers at least since the last time I was here. I made my way over to the rock formation where my most trusted dragon frequented. “Happy to see your gold still shines bright.” I spoke of his golden shimmered scales. As if to almost utter a word to me, his eyes focused to mine and mouth open, he leaned back into the comfort that my arrival disturbed. To me, this exchange was exponential progress in recent attempts at communication. Before the transition my words would vibrate to them invoking tremendous joy and animation throughout. I’m finding that those days are never to return. Even though I miss this youthful interaction, I’m far too consumed by my inkling that they will soon speak. While I sat there next to the dragon I named Revon, I fantasized about what he might say. What could be revealed to me that would pierce my understandings of life? How is it that my decisions seemed to control the paths of others? Have I been here all my life, or have I just awakened to a greater understanding and experience of a new reality? The warmth of the rays hitting my face reinforced this truth that I will one day hold. Until then, I must keep my visits short. I must return.

Given enough time I might have finished the job I was hired for. The clock at hand suspiciously was set with enough time to come up short. Now sitting in front of my boss and co-workers I raced in thought as fast as the beats my heart pumped out. They soon will ask me to demonstrate the solution to our architectural flaw that would cause the building to collapse within the design requirements we agreed to. In this moment I wish that I could return to the valley. How soothing the truth would be right now in this terror. I could feel the pulse in my neck against the shirt buttoned up under a Windsor tie knot. I even feared pulling it loose for relief would reveal in foresight that my demonstration is incomplete. Oddly, it was revealed that the client was now requesting all windows be fitted with the new transparent solar panel technology being used in other regions. This was enough interruption to derail the need for my presentation. A sigh of oxygen gave to a rushing calmness I felt all over. I should be used to this by now as life always seems to save me from huge disasters. Though my fears may be due to near huge disasters not being withheld. Shrugging it off, I made quick to my desk to make use of the extra time.