An Alternate Slice of Reality

Are you alright?
I haven’t decided.
I am not good at deciding either.
Are you not? Give it time. You’ll grow into it.
But you did not.
I’m a special case.
I can bring you some water.
I don’t need any water.
I can bring you some possibilities.
Can you? Interesting. I could use some possibilities.

I cupped my hands into the water, seeing the swirl of possibilities everywhere. I filled my tiny hands and took it to the man who was lying on his back and moaning. I told him to open his mouth and I would fill it as too much would be lost if it was transferred into his hands first. He laid still and allowed me to give him water. Three times I filled my hands and three times he accepted all the possibilities that I poured into him. He sat up and said nothing for a long time.

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There’s a possibility that I have done some bad things.
There’s a possibility that I have too.
Your things are not as heavy as mine.
Your things are not as broad as mine.
Come on now, you can’t have caused very much damage.
There’s a possibility that causing damage and receiving damage cause the same kinds of trouble.
I’m not going to win an argument with you, am I ?
Not even if you’re right.
Hmmm. Let’s stop arguing then.
Ok.

What do you do when you don’t know what to do?
You hurt a lot and then you make a decision.
And what do you base that decision on?
It’s different. It changes. I don’t know what you should base it on, but I know what you should not base it on.
And what is that?
You shouldn’t base it on grief.
What do you mean?
Don’t let grief determine the course of your action. That is backward looking. Grief will trap you in the past by making you feel that your future depends on how you feel in the present. Grief will tell you what you have been instead of telling you what you can be. You should always be looking at what you could be, not what you have been.
That seems like something you’re too young to understand.
You’re probably right. But I know old people and I see their lives. That has to count for something doesn’t it?
Yes.
Can I tell you something?
Yes.
I have seen the watchers. Not the small ones; the large ones that stand more still than the trees. I have seen 7,000 years into the past and I have seen the last 3 days of all of reality. I have seen words hanging in the sky like structures made of graphite. I have seen the master key that opens all things. I could tell you more but won’t. I don’t know very much about a lot of things. But there are some things that I know a great deal about.
I believe you.
And yet, you do not believe in your possibilities. You see your past and you make your decisions based on your past. Your possibilities are bigger than you imagine.
I can imagine a lot.
You imagine deep but narrow.
I don't think I understand you.
That's because you don't see what I see.
What do you see?
Possibilities.
Tell me the possibilities you see so that I can see them too.
Even if I tell them to you, you still won't see them.
Why is that?
Possibilities are only seen in the light, and you are comfortable in the darkness. You think the light will destroy you instead of setting you free.
Thank you for the water. I am done talking with you for now.
That is too bad. But I understand. Some things are hard to see in the darkness. But I am sure that you will find your splinters if you go looking for them. Probably on the road to Rome. Perhaps you will meet one of my splinters there. Sadly, I seem to have left them all over the place.
I'm not headed for Rome. I am headed to the mountain. And I don't have any splinters. I'm not sure I know what you are talking about.
Rome sits at the top of 7 mountains. There's a possibility you will end up in Rome even if you are not traveling in that direction. And your splinters are pieces of you that have been lost along the way. Everybody has those.
Ah. I see. Thank you for the water. Please leave me be now.