Do you know what I just did?

Here I am on an island. Surrounded by mirrors... alternate places, filled with the same items, only different circumstances. While comfort has lasted for 19 years on this island the time has come.

I just built a raft.. And set sail from this island. God helps me steer, and feeds me. The dark is pervading around me, but most of all there is silence. Ear shattering silence. I travel with the hope of reaching one of these mirrored worlds. For the meantime I have become complacent that I will be on this raft for a long time. Alone. Save for God. All is as God wills it.

The silence is dreadful. I don't speak for fear of my own voice. If only there was someone here with me. I suppose that's the point, there isn't. Crushing dark, alone, cold, wet, famished, exhausted, panting, worn out, sick, beaten, deserted. I did not choose this. Not on a conscious level.

Bring me a branch to show me land is near. Help me forget the calls from behind. They lure me back to pain when I travel to a new world.

The tasks are piled on high. Do this do that, prove this, learn that. Like sweatshop workers outputting copies with tiny imperfections. Everyone has done this. Why can't I? It should be so simple. Nothing is given to someone that can not endure it.

That is why, for now, I travel on my raft.

Here I am.

Was I not just here? On my back looking down. Up above where it can not be reached. Within arms grasp, only able to escape. Temporarily.

Knowledge is fleeting. You know only to know; learn to prove you've learnt. Wisdom is unending. The understanding of an ideal. If that is possible, why continue to ask questions. Wisdom is the divine illusion, a medium to prove that the way can be found. Those of us that get so close to truth give hope to others lost in darkness. Clinging bodies hold us down. Where is the glory in ascending alone? Like a friendless life, a life lived for naught.

Patience. The hardest facet of vitality.

They will not fix you, they can not.

To take all pain to fix others. Pain from different sources balled into one. Can it be sorted out? Must it all be dealt with; is there order; is all chaos? Yes, "sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof."

Nothing is new. To become cleansed is strenuous. Do not dirty yourself with the hopes of a bath later for that is foolishness. Instead do everything in your power to remain clean.

The escape into solitary thoughts is not for the faint. It causes much sorrow and remorse, which grows anger; poison. Now stand up, remain standing. The world is underneath you. Even on your back, the world is underneath you. If one should fall, are they covered by the Earth, no. It is always you who covers the earth. Hands may help you up, but in the dark corners of the world, the ability to get up is crucial, the ability to remain standing is necessary. To show a momentary weakness is to doom oneself to an age of pain. Therefore wear armor, carry a weapon, learn from the stars; they WILL guide you. In all this, a companion is helpful. But, there are places where companions can not go, and it is then that your wisdom will become knowledge.

"Be without fear in the face of your enemies" for they can not harm you.
"Speak the truth, always even if it leads to your death," for truth is an aura of protection.
"Be upright and true, so that God may love thee."
"Safeguard the helpless," for one day, you will need help. "...and do no wrong," for balance is the key to this world and the world provides sufficient wrongdoing."

"That is," all our oaths.