All Alone

When the world was first born, and the first man created, he sat by himself under an apple tree. He was content with his life because he was busy. He was set upon to name all the flora and fauna. He did this for a long time, but he grew tired, "I need a companion, one of my own, so that I may pass the time more easily." So the One, who was the Creator, granted his wish, and he had a spouse. They led a quiet life together in this paradise, this heaven on earth. But soon they were tempted, by greed and by lust, by power and by glory, by this snake. They were forced to leave paradise for a world of evil and heartache. So it is that we exist as well. We trod along in this haphazard world, hoping for power, or glory, but destined for doom. We think of ourselves as this indestructible force to be reckoned with. Never depending on anyone but ourselves, knowing that we are the greatest power on this planet. But what we truly wish for; love, companionship, the one thing we had to begin with, but threw it away to quest for greed. How many of us have found our true quests in this world? The search for enlightenment, for Oneness, the greatest quest there ever was. Who, of us all, can sit on a lonely night, in a lonely place, and be content with the job we have been placed with; to make this world a better place, one person at a time. To spread happiness, one laugh at a time. To make true friends and keep them as that after years and years. I am one to raise my hand, for I feel close to Oneness. I strive for the betterment of all around me, those whom I shelter with my smile and frighten away evil with my laughter. No power shall bring me down to its level. Though I have strayed from the path at times, I always find my way back, through a well placed message from someone I have touched, like bread crumbs in a dark forest. Waking me from the trance of the beast, that green eyed monster which tries to devour me whole. Right when it thinks it has me in it's grasp, I let out a mighty laugh, which dazes it long enough for me to slip through it's claws and scramble away. It has no power over me. I find the crumbs and as I near the path again, the crumbs grow larger and I begin to see that it is not just one set of crumbs, but hundreds left for me by the ones I love. So back on to the path I tread, and I leave the crumbs for those who follow me along this path. I pause to make a sign for the path. It reads, "Hang in there." And I know that this path may be easier to follow because I have helped to carve it. But even though I have made it down part of the path, how do I know what awaits me at the end? Maybe its the green eyed beast, waiting for a lapse in my judgment, to pounce on me and usurp my soul. Or, perhaps, it is the true goal of every one awaiting at the end; a companion, one who is enlightened like me. A counterpart. An equal. Yin to my yang. Day to my night, so that I may spread Oneness to all people at all times. So that none might hide from our happiness. But which is it? Only one way to find out. I must cut the path for others behind me and keep aware of the beast, never let it catch me sleeping. Keep it at the edge of my light, snarling and cringing. I must take heed of my own laughter and joy, seeking true inner Oneness, and know that even if the end of this path holds the dreaded beast, I will vanquish it again and forge a new path.