To Reach the Prime of Life

by H

There was a boy. This strange boy, at a young age, knew no love. They say he neither felt it, nor understood the concept. It was at this moment in the boy's life when the change was instigated.

He slowly began to question everything in his life—everything that he had already accepted without question. And he slowly grew to be apathetic to the things he once cared about—grew to scorn the mindset of all who were around him.

Go to Primary School. It prepares you for Secondary School. It prepares you for Collegian Institutions. It prepares you for the Real World.

No college or university offered what we wanted. He had no interest in any of their studies. And slowly, he grew to become lost, not knowing what he was to do—what he was "meant" to do. Suicide seemed a viable option.

That thought brought up a desperate attempt for salvation: "Are there alternatives?" He searched. All that he had previously believed had been lost. And all that had been lost was replaced by a new philosophy. He was convinced it was what made humans "human" the thing he hated most.

So he established a plan to live his life as far away from "humanity" as possible—animalistic. In doing so, he found a path: one with themes correlating to the underlying fundamental philosophies of higher consciousness; that which was popularized by Gurdjieff, Theosophy, and Sufism.

A goal was set: to reach perfection. He understood that perfection was unattainable, and he was comfortable with the fact that his life would be always striving to be more. He would reach as close to the highest potential mentally and physically.

The boy looked at concepts, finding that by nature, concepts have contradictory concepts. And concepts make up beliefs. So he discarded all beliefs—he believed in nothing. Not the Afterlife, nor Fate, nor God, nor Karma. He knew they were not required for what he hoped to accomplish.

Consequently, without beliefs, he discarded emotion. Emotion, he argued, clouded judgment, and he wished for absolute pure judgment. He told his rationale to people, hoping in a vain attempt that they could somehow convince him otherwise—that emotion was indeed somehow necessary. However, he was not convinced and he concluded that emotion did not want to say goodbye to emotion. With that, all fear left him.

And then the boy became a man. He had decided that the first portion of his life would prioritize his physique; he joined the Navy. There he developed swimming, running, and general conditioning. He also developed skills in Marksmanship, Diving, Resistance to Climates, Advanced Driving, Parachute Training; Tactical Operations (Land, Air, and Sea); Survival, Evasion, Resistance, and Escape training; Combat Medicine, and Close-Quarters Combat. Among much more.

Once he satisfied his time enlisted, he would join the Circus of the Sun where he would learn and study multiple disciplines in acting, dancing, musicianship, athletics, acrobatics, and vaudeville.

Once he satisfied his time entertaining, he would travel the world to such places as Abu Simbel, Amazonia, Angkor, Bagan, Bora-Bora, Iguazú Falls, Halong Bay, Machu Picchu, Mosi-oa-Tunya, Petra, Preikestolen, the Sahara, Serengeti, Uyuni. He would learn languages, the art of sailing, study various martial arts, and perhaps pick up fencing.

Once he satisfied his time excursioning, he would settle upon a birth. Constructing a house of his own design, he would make a permanent home for himself and thus begin the latter part of his life. The shift from physique and psyche would bring him study of various subjects such as Physics, Chemistry, Biology, Psychology, Physiology, Astronomy, Physical Sciences, History, Engineering.

And as the final era of his life finally began, he would start his Project. One that would personify all that he accomplished in life. It would include the Text, the Canvas, and the Interaction. It would be a tale of fiction that he would leave the world, the last thing that would be left in his wake. And once the Project was finished, he would be no longer.

Dedicated to Juniper, Galerius, and Prokaryote.

Without them, I would not be here.

Good bye, YWS. It's been a pleasure.

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Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),

Hi! I'm Knight Hardy here on a mission to ensure that all works on YWS has at least two reviews. You will probably never see this but....Imma do this anyway.

First Impression: So this one was a bit of a strange piece for me. It had some fun elements and some pretty deep elements all mixed into a slightly strange at least to me. It wasn't too clear at any point what exactly this was trying to tell me and that was just a little off for me because I would have liked a clearer picture on what exactly it was trying to tell me and I did not manage to get that from this.

Anyway let's get right to it,

There was a boy. This strange boy, at a young age, knew no love. They say he neither felt it, nor understood the concept. It was at this moment in the boy's life when the change was instigated.


Okay we have ourselves a narrator here. Something different to the things I have been reading lately. This should get pretty interesting. Let's see how we go. It is a pretty vague and mysterious sounding opening and almost just a bit cliched but its definitely getting my attention so let's see.

He slowly began to question everything in his life—everything that he had already accepted without question. And he slowly grew to be apathetic to the things he once cared about—grew to scorn the mindset of all who were around him.


Oh dear well that does not seem to be heading in a very good direction now is it.

Go to Primary School. It prepares you for Secondary School. It prepares you for Collegian Institutions. It prepares you for the Real World.


Well that certainly is the popular theory among most people at least what I've known. Let's see how that ends up going down.

No college or university offered what we wanted. He had no interest in any of their studies. And slowly, he grew to become lost, not knowing what he was to do—what he was "meant" to do. Suicide seemed a viable option.


Okay things are now starting to go form bad to worse. I love this narrator's inhuman sounding slow narration of this descent into that horrific state of mind. It builds tension in this really unique way that's pretty darn effective.

That thought brought up a desperate attempt for salvation: "Are there alternatives?" He searched. All that he had previously believed had been lost. And all that had been lost was replaced by a new philosophy. He was convinced it was what made humans "human" the thing he hated most.


Okay things taking a turn I didn't expect them to.

So he established a plan to live his life as far away from "humanity" as possible—animalistic. In doing so, he found a path: one with themes correlating to the underlying fundamental philosophies of higher consciousness; that which was popularized by Gurdjieff, Theosophy, and Sufism.


Okay now we're going in a very different direction. That should be interesting to see...except some words are getting just a touch heavy at this point so I'm a little concerned about the flow of it.

A goal was set: to reach perfection. He understood that perfection was unattainable, and he was comfortable with the fact that his life would be always striving to be more. He would reach as close to the highest potential mentally and physically.


Okay that sounds reasonable enough for a person to think about. I think that's what most people probably think to achieve.

The boy looked at concepts, finding that by nature, concepts have contradictory concepts. And concepts make up beliefs. So he discarded all beliefs—he believed in nothing. Not the Afterlife, nor Fate, nor God, nor Karma. He knew they were not required for what he hoped to accomplish.


That does seem like a fairly strange move there but then it does an interesting dimension to the whole thing so I'm not complaining at all.

Consequently, without beliefs, he discarded emotion. Emotion, he argued, clouded judgment, and he wished for absolute pure judgment. He told his rationale to people, hoping in a vain attempt that they could somehow convince him otherwise—that emotion was indeed somehow necessary. However, he was not convinced and he concluded that emotion did not want to say goodbye to emotion. With that, all fear left him.


Okay interesting to get rid of fear for sure. I personally don't think that is very easy to pull off but good for this boy I guess.

And then the boy became a man. He had decided that the first portion of his life would prioritize his physique; he joined the Navy. There he developed swimming, running, and general conditioning. He also developed skills in Marksmanship, Diving, Resistance to Climates, Advanced Driving, Parachute Training; Tactical Operations (Land, Air, and Sea); Survival, Evasion, Resistance, and Escape training; Combat Medicine, and Close-Quarters Combat. Among much more.

Once he satisfied his time enlisted, he would join the Circus of the Sun where he would learn and study multiple disciplines in acting, dancing, musicianship, athletics, acrobatics, and vaudeville.


Well he certainly has big plans that's for sure.

Once he satisfied his time excursioning, he would settle upon a birth. Constructing a house of his own design, he would make a permanent home for himself and thus begin the latter part of his life. The shift from physique and psyche would bring him study of various subjects such as Physics, Chemistry, Biology, Psychology, Physiology, Astronomy, Physical Sciences, History, Engineering.


Okay it looks like he's completely insane at this point or trying to emulate Batman. I don't know which one I like more but I definitely like both.

And as the final era of his life finally began, he would start his Project. One that would personify all that he accomplished in life. It would include the Text, the Canvas, and the Interaction. It would be a tale of fiction that he would leave the world, the last thing that would be left in his wake. And once the Project was finished, he would be no longer.


Well that was quite the ending now wasn't it? It sounds like an amazing plot for a story but that's about all I get from it.

Aaaaand that's it for this one.

Overall: Overall after a couple more read throughs I can maybe get a bit of a sense of what its trying to convey and at any rate the voice of this narrator and the way that everything is laid out is pretty nice so that's a plus. And that's about all I have to say for this piece.

As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.

Stay Safe
Harry

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