Heat. I just feel heat. What the hell is this? I only get to see in the distance a small patch of darkness.
I open my eyes completely to look around. What I see is certainly impressive. I am in what appears to be a burning building. But the roof, which has already been destroyed, show me something beyond. An inexplicable and impossible scene.
I see two great beasts like reptiles … but they are thousands of times larger. And they have wings. One is like a crocodile but with the jaws of another animal. Maybe a wolf. It is bluish green in color and has thorns on his back. His eyes go beyond a simple color.
You can see inside your eye pain, anger and sadness. I see fire in his eyes, an orange-red color that never in my life had come to see.
The other beast is similar, but its shape is more like a snake with legs and mouth that makes it look like…a Dragon. They are dragons. But how is that possible? Actually…. Where am I? The last time I was in a strange bathroom … is not it? But crossing a door and what I think I pass out? I do not know. Anyway, that’s not important. The beast…sorry, the snake-like dragon turns to see me and leaves me more than stunned. Its eyes …. Its eyes are multicolored. They are alive and happy, but serious and focused on what it is doing. Or what it was doing, because its now seeing him. But the other Dragon hit it, distracting it enough so that I can escape from the rubble of the building.
I sneak between them to find a way out on the other side of the rubble. I turn to see how the battle continues. It seems that both moved away from the burning building. It’s a relief, because it really did not want to be devoured by these titans.
Anyway, I start to examine the place. It looks like I’m in a small living room. And I also realize that it is not a building. It is a house. A voice inside me tells me deep in my mind that I set fire to the wood in the fireplace there. I am ready to look for the fireplace to make it and find it hidden behind an old purple couch. It seems that the timber was put there just a second ago, because it is freshly cut and wealthy.
Look your pocket tells me the voice, which surprised me because he told me in a little stronger tone than last time .
I asked the air “who are you?” but I only get three words: “I am you”.
I was more than confused, but did not take importance. After all, I have always considered myself as a madman.
I search in my pocket for something only to find a box of matches and a small bottle of alcohol. Put alcohol on the wood and set fire.
A hot blast passes through my neck and I get a vision.
It is a vision of my past. I run up the stairs of my old house, when i was only 13 years old. I proceed to go to my room only to find my brother destroying a very precious poster of mine. Though I knew it had happened, I started to feel a strong heat inside me. It was anger. Then I saw my past took my brother and hit him as hard as I could. I started to feel good but also very bad. I felt good because I knew that my brother had it coming, but knew that was not right. Not only that was not right. I remembered that time I did not hit, but only angry and argued with me, but I forgive you. That anger within me began to fade slowly, while my memory changed, revealing the true. A smile formed on my face, because I remembered that I had done the right thing. I did not let anger suffocate me. Never.
In an instant, the memory vanished and a door appeared in front of me. Behind me there was no fire or ruins to fear. The house is redone and spotless.
What happened here? I wondered. “You’ve cleared your mind of anger” said a woman’s voice. Turn around to find where it came from but did not find the person. “Just go ahead and do not let the darkness between you,” said the same voice again. Although i was afraid, hearing the voice was soothing and warm. I “ok”, because i trusted in it, which told me to go ahead. I crossed back under the door and felt as if a great burden had been released me. I smiled, knowing what it meant. Anger had been expelled from me.
Anger only be extended if not kill her from root. Always calm and never get carried away by this, or what was a little anger can end up in a war of feelings.
Fragments Completed 1/7.
What was is no more, and what will be. Never let anger cover who you are in the inside.