The Room

Chuva de posts meus! Hehe! Encontrei outro conto de algum tempo atrás. Esse foi um dos pensamentos que eu tive em sala durante algumas insônias. Nada demais, mas eu gostaria de compartilhar com vocês. Novamente, em inglês, caso precise, esse eu traduzo mais facilmente, é bem menor. ^^

As he looked trough the window, he saw past, present and future, on top of his mind, in front of his eyes. As he proceeded to recall some memories, his mind would wander far, his vision, blank and his heart, racing.
The everyday seemed a little more bearable after the last weekend, the people, more sociable, even if not much. Interrupting his thoughts with teacher words:
-”Remember, class? I expect so, as you are having tests next week”
In such a sarcastic way, the boy wondered. What kind of teacher would and should say that with such tone? Ridiculous, he thought.

As the boy looked to the other side, sighing his sleeping friend, he is taken by surprise by a funny comment from his teacher, regarding chemistry formulas. Back to his memories, he is in an old room, 17 years old and almost a month, to be exactly. There are no windows, no doors. A square. He stood very close to one of the corners, and quite a bit closer to his left corner rather than to his right. What are those corners? He thought he should name them. The one at his back, will be called past. The one in front of him, will be future. But… What of the other two? He had no name for them, all he knows is that he is way too close to it’s left corner. He then though it represented death, he always felt so close to death, like it is his best friend, but he could not stop wondering. If that is truly death, then the other corner is life, but then, if his front is future, standing in life’s corner would mean having no future? Was his first assumption wrong? No. It is his latter one. The corner to his left, the one closer to him, more present in his reality would be sorrow, sadness, depression, regret, pity. To his right would be happiness. So… To be sad is not to live, as having no future means having no life, but then again, happiness is not to live either? You can’t stand in two corners at the same time. What is wrong, then? What if it is all about finding a balance? He noticed that he should aim for the future, while trying his best to stay close to happiness. What was waiting for him at the future corner he will discover only later, and when the time comes, there will be no more time for discoveries for him.
Why do they say the future is better? Death lies in the future, no life. Life exists only in the past, seeing that every room in the world, in these 7 billion rooms, life is always behind, in the future there is death and much more, in the past there is life and much less. Accepting and living is always better than fear. Silence… Enjoy it’s sounds, they will always be there to you.