"It is a children's game to go through the swamp. Bare feet stepping on the muddy moss. I try to enjoy the dreaded darkness, which since childhood I was always away..."
In a childish world saturated with light, sometimes there is no room for adventure.
Overprotection becomes an obstacle, when a child wants to discover on his own, the physical world, that space around him, full of challenges and mysteries to solve.
I never saw the why of feeling panic. Self-infused fear and also instilled by others, only manage to calm the infant, is a way to keep it calm, so that it does not cause discomfort or worries.
But it doesn't always work! I have seen insecure people, who cannot control panic. They can't distinguish between myths, legends and real life. Because when they were children they were not well oriented.
Maybe their parents managed to cause trauma, instead of explaining and training them properly in terms of the reason for the fear and the psychological effects it can cause in humans.
"It's just the traditional way of creating paranoids in someone who doesn't know evil."
"I will agree that fear can act as a preventive mechanism that alerts us to the imminent danger."
But, nothing like discovering it for yourself, not like a story, that seeks to scare us and make us see shadows where there is actually light...
I decided to drain all that accumulated fear! Use it as fascination, as something worth trying.
Dismantling the myth!, in the middle of the night, I escaped from my house and went into the thick forest, seeking to connect with the fear, in one "more" of my strange mental games.
The dry branch emits the spooky squeak of still life. The skeleton of a skeleton, rises from the earth, leaving the pit where his soul in sorrow, could never rest in peace.
I heard the song of an owl, a male that seduces the female, in the wild world with a mating sound.
"That same whistle, which we were taught, that when we hear it, we run, we never stop to look, because it is something evil that emerges from the darkness...
I went down the caves next to the creek, hiding place of elves, who steal the soul and disappear who plays near its waters. There, I dipped my feet, the water frosty with snow and dew, helped me to dismantle the myth of the goblin and its hex.
"I admit that I felt some fear, but that was my goal, at the bottom of this game!"
High above, on a prominent branch, is the figure of a man hanging from the neck. Who came down jumping on me, who was just trying to look at the full moon...
In this panic game, it's me who sets the rules!,
I remained anxious for a new scenario of fear, which as a toy made me see visions in an enchanted forest, which only in daylight, I had explored.
On this night cold as ice, the dry leaves shaken by the wind simulating footsteps, seem to indicate the stalking of someone approaching... I followed, the spectrum, I only had to go into an unknown course, deeper, more near fear, which I now enjoyed!
Howls of wolves in pack, the beast tells you to run away, you will only feel safe hidden under the bed. My bedroom had been left behind, far away, and I didn't even notice the dull light of the cabin.
Among the snow, the moss disappeared, giving way to the great white carpet where it marked my footsteps.
For a moment! Something told me to quit, to go home ...
"In the middle of the game, I felt losing faith, It was like a warning! But, that's the fear ... The game was just beginning!"
The deformed silhouette of Cthulhu. You fear to find it under the sheets.
It happened to occupy a space in the mind! who now wanted to see their scales up close.
I heard The Call of Cthulhu, they say that there is no way out when the hoarse voice coming from R'lyeh enters your ears, looking for the victim of his ritual, in the deep ocean where everyone is shipwrecked.
Among the darkness, trees define creepy shapes, with reciprocating movements, make the eye see the opposite.
Being transits through his fragile bravery, which is self-flagellated, in a concept created by his own imagination.
And I hide behind the trunk of a maple, giant and black like the same night. I feel the humidity and the arms that surround me, trapping a body that begins to feel true "fear"...
It is my game in the fog, my desire to break with the typical version that I heard since childhood.
A thousand ways around, where it is I, who dominates the universe and that approaching man, will never break my blue world, my illusion in the forest that saw me grow and now is my night toy, companion of my sensory adventure.
But a strange heartbeat! Makes me feel that I have come too far...
"Perhaps, I am achieving what I want! To feel caution, it is the positive effect emanated from the negative fear..."
Again, I feel like coming back!... Why?
I don't know how to finish what I started now!
My attractive game, makes me doubt, envelops me with the cold and wants me to fall defeated in their networks, where I am prey to what was created for years in the imagination of a man, who today is again a child and wants to be in the arms of his mother...
I leave behind the man in suit who came down from the tree. I run over the faces embedded in the swamp, while the cold keeps them frozen.
I am the one who dominates everything!, I own the shadows, even the fear that kept me renegade as a child...
"A mixture of the negative. Pessimism, conspiracy, paranoia, anguish, evil, are some of the arguments that went through my mind. Loneliness, sadness, abandonment, darkness, loss, nested in me, undermining joy, transgressing my adventure of feeling fear. Making me go back to the beginning, where I was just a child and didn't know evil..."
Fleeing from my creation, from that world that I had drawn, I was back in the swamp where it all started and now my adventure in the forest that was my playground in times of summer...
Walking on frozen ice is like riding on a trap, in a matter of seconds you are imprisoned. Choked by more than fear, the voice of "caution" made me silenced.
Caught in the background, I hit my face against the surface. There is no exit between the bubbles that flow towards the full moon.
A blurry light and the freezing temperature below zero indicate to me that the game of fear is over and I don't have much time left...
END
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@nachomolina
[Original Content]
01/06/2020
venezuela
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