Thursday, December 8, 2011
The Afternoon Stroll
Two tiki men took a walk from their village to enjoy the beautiful day. The sun was shining on the light-blue water, which sparkled like sapphire, a true paradise. Both men thoroughly enjoyed each other's friendship, and saw their walks as a true bonding experience.
While walking, they approached a palm tree. To the first tiki man this had no significance, but to the other it was of great importance.
"Oh, how I love this tree," said the second tiki man, "every time I see it, it makes me so happy. I used to climb it every day as a boy, and enjoy a fresh coconut beneath it's shade."
"How wonderful," said the first tiki man, "but I have no connection to this tree. Let us move on, and continue our stroll."
With some reluctance, the second tiki man followed.
After several minutes they approached a rock. It was big, grey and plain. It sat on top of a small hill, overlooking the ocean. The first tiki man took a quick look and carried on, but the second stayed back.
"Oh, how I love this rock," said the second tiki man, "every time I see it, I feel great peace. I would come here as a young man to reflect on my life. Whenever I needed peace and calm, I came here. This rock always served me well."
"How wonderful," said the first tiki man, "but I have no connection to this rock. Let us move on, and continue our stroll."
With greater reluctance, the second tiki man followed.
They walked in silence together now, following the sound of small waves crashing onto a shore. After several minutes, they made it to the beach.
And the second tiki man grew ecstatic.
"Oh, how I love this sand!" he exclaimed, "for it was here, on this very sand, where I learned that this world is filled with wonderful things. Everything around us is good, and pure, and perfect. Love comes from everything, and everyone, and we must savor it as much as we can. Oh, how I love this sand!"
The first tiki man stood near him, looking into the distance. He noticed something looming near in the distance, but the second tiki man didn't notice.
"How wonderful," he replied with a worried tone, " but I have no connection to this sand. Let us move on, and continue our stroll."
"No," the second tiki man snapped, now laying in the sand. "I will not leave this sand. You took me from my tree, you took me from my rock, but you will NOT take me from my sand. I am staying right here."
"Very well," replied the first tiki man, "just know that dwelling on it too long can destroy you."
The second tiki man didn't respond, for he was lost in the in his dreams of the past.
Looking around, the first tiki man saw a mountain, and began to ascend, wondering what could be at the top.
A massive wave came moments later and crashed on the beach, swallowing all things in its maw. It left no trace, other than the surreal memories of a hapless tiki man. Carried back by the receding water, the memories fled, fading away in the shifting sands.
Posted by Adam McNevin at 10:09 PM