I imagine myself standing on top of a cliff with nothing but darkness below. Not darkness in the depressing sense of darkness, but darkness the the unknown type of darkness. There are two ways down. The first is to take a trail that leads back to all I have ever known and all I can see ahead of me. That being my friends and family, school in the past and a job working for the man in the future. A wife, couple of kids (maybe a motorcycle or a boat when I turn 45 and have a midlife crisis). Social Security, and impending old age and death. It’s a safe road. It’s well lit, there are no rattlesnakes on the trail, and only a few rocks that I might tweak my ankle on.
The other way down is to just jump into the darkness…
Who knows where this darkness leads too. There’s a good chance that it just leads to rocks, and that I will die when the ground confronts me traveling at terminal velocity. But what if something else lies down there, I mean, all I can see is darkness, and again, not in the evil, scary sense of darkness, but in the mysterical sense of the word darkness. What if there’s a pirate adventure down there, or maybe my body will get converted into soundwaves and just I’ll be a series noises. The possibilities are endless.
So what’s really the better way down, the road where I know what has happened and what will happen. Or is the better way down the jump that may kill me, but could lead to something so much more fantastic than anything imaginable.
