Cause and Effect

The rain was coming down heavy and while I dusted off the reverbial effects of last night’s conversation from a former friend, I kicked through the odor of ordinary that surrounded me. I peered into the depths of a brand new paradigm shift and my heart tossed around music notes that reverberated in a magnitude beyond what I could understand or wrap my mind around. The thoughts came with an ebb and flow and the stoic faces bombarded me. And then it happened, a smile shining brightly from within as I pictured my face in the mirror. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs outside in the pouring down rain in hopes to be heard! How can I break out of the monotony of the dullness of this rat race? I knew I didn’t belong. I wanted to go up to every single person and say wake from your slumber, what are we doing? Don’t you know there’s more than this? Desperately, I was seeking that door that led to dreams coming true and the unexplainable wherein is the “Anything is Possible”. I was sure to find it if I didn’t give up!

Surely, through all the rumblings of chatter there must be an internal silence. I could hear a voice in the crowd wanting to be heard but without a microphone at hand and almost without any hesitancy searching desperately for a loud speaker to cause a rippling thunder effect. Invisible to the world but soon just as a star shines through the darkness of night, ready and beaming with brilliance. Once a girl with too many questions with her hand raised high and now a dancing fool made to break all the rules. Inside my favorite mansion was a small room with colorful walls and a painter’s pallet. There was a long skinny red carpet that ran to the attic with gold-trimmed sheer curtains around the windows giving a slight shade to the light gazing through.