By Milcho, Section Short Stories Posted on Thu Oct 07, 2004 at 04:55:06 PM PST
Jonathan awoke in his bed, opening his eyes little at first, and then fully grasping reality. Outside was still dark, but he didn't know what time it was. He began thinking about himself.
Why am I here? Now that's a stupid question. What is my purpose here? Again. Why cannot I come up with a sensible question? Again! - his speed of thinking was rapidly increasing - Then what must I know? At this rate I will be late... NO! Concentrate. This is important. What was that dream? One drop...in the ocean...I hate philosophy! But why? There must be a reason. - the deep meaning of the `must' hit him - I just must know what I must know. But...a paradox? Why... why... - he noticed a small movement in the corner of his room. He turned that way. - Yes. Who said that? Or...who thought that? Me. Me? No, I did. - there was something wrong - where...here and now. But, why? Again, Jonathan, you are asking the wrong question. Then... Yes, keep thinking. You are almost there. There? No, Jonathan, stick to the right questions. But I do not know them. You do. You must think. I am but...those coincidences... Yes, that is the way. Those moments...what is generating them? Yes, keep thinking! The illusion...the mind has...the mind! Incredible! Yes, it is! Then all this? Yes, Jonathan, wake up. Leave the illusion. Leave that world behind. I will! One last question. Ask. This...this is all an illusion? As you said, Jonathan, it is all an illusion. Let that world disappear in the nothingness of illusion. I Will! I can! That is it! The Truth! - Jonathan woke up, and greeted the minds around him. And the world of illusion disappeared in the nothingness.
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