Slowing he drifted in the abyss of Space. Surrounded by the stars and all the heavenly glory showering him with their godly presence. One would believe in this state he would be at peace. That in his heart there will be a calmness most sought after by the ancient monks and priests. Yet in this state of perfection, rolls a tear from his eye.
The young man never understood how the world operates. He finds himself once again floating in he is mind looking of pieces to the puzzle that will complete the picture. This picture that behaves like a broken mirror. He grew believing that what you give out is what you get. That God will not be mocked, one reaps that in which he sows. So he asks himself why is it that he can love so much yet the love he gives, he never receives; the love he sows, he asks why he can never reap.
It is not like he isn't loved by family and friends. He continually feels the love of his family. Their constant support in whatever he does. But the problem with love that comes from family, they always think they know better. They tell him he is good for this, he is good for that. The love from family is the love of a teacher. It often corrects believing it knows best without first understanding and learning the needs of the student. It gives instructions. Never receives them.
The same with the love from friends. friendship love reminds you of who you once was. It roots you in your foundations and in where you are from. This is not a bad thing but friendship love has the flaw that it always reminds you of the traits and personality flaws you want destroyed. Friends hold on to this flaw more than anything. Cause this flaw most of the time is the glue that binds the friendship together. Love from a friend can be the most rewarding but in the same breath also the most detrimental to your growth as a human. As a person.
So he sighs as he realizes that indeed there is only one love that frees him. The love that is given off from her touch. The love that surfs on the sound waves her voice produces. The love that stems from her soul whenever you look her into her eye. Yes, this is the love that explains why God Himself calls Himself Love. But his distress comes from the fact that the love that nursed his heartaches grew silent. Grew cold and became a living corpse. That’s when he learnt the evils of this love. Inasmuch God created the Heavens, he also created Hell. The love that gave him freedom, now has become the love that locks his freedom in a barless cage.
He thinks of her everyday. How in the heat of his demise she came like an angel to him. She was able to touch the parts of his soul he had long gone locked from the world. She was the only one who was able to tame his demons and banish them back to where they came. Unfortunately where they came was from his own heart so now that she is gone, he can feel them invading his soul again.
The loner Space Ranger. For him this is a reality he is used too. A reality that only he can live in. Cause all who have tried to take him out of it, all who have tried to show him the bright side of the moon- They have all failed.