An immense forest, or a sea of green trees, awaits you, the walker.
Walk…solution…walk.
I open my eyes and sit up.
An immense forest surrounds me. Where am I?
Walk.
walk?
I look around and everything seems like an exact copy of the same thing.
I observe carefully, each part, each thing, a trace that shows me why I am here?
I get up and walk even though the breeze tries to contain my movement, I just move forward, I don't question it because everything has its reason for being and in the world everything that exists occupies a place.
My place is to move forward. That of these trees is to unite until they become a forest. And the forest offers me the paths on which I can walk.
I move forward, I feel that it is the most natural thing, as if walking were part of the most intrinsic part of my being.
I walk, walk, walk
I feel satisfaction when walking, my body is free.
Yes, walk.
Now I understand, why I had to walk.
What's the point of giving up? forget what your dream is?
Don't give up, every step is your essence, what you were, what you are, your traces in the end.
Steps, steps, steps.
They are just steps, don't count them, move towards your desire.
Trees pass one after another. The walker walks, he no longer wonders anything.
If your reason is to walk, does anything else matter?
Keep it up. Keep it up.
I will do it, walking is my goal, I shouldn't stop, there is no reason for them.
Exact. Walker walker.
Yes, I will walk next to this forest, which seems attentive to my destiny.
I will walk your paths, there will no longer be a stretch without walking.
Steps, steps, steps.
The breeze becomes warm and pleasant.
The walker understands a part of his being. He is finding himself, there is no better time in life.
The moment of realization.
Steps, steps, steps.
This immensity is mine.
That's right, continue.
I'll walk, I know, I know. As I walk I get closer to what I have desired most.
I will walk until I find it, I will not stop.
I'm getting closer, I'm close to my dream. Even if I have to crawl I will reach it.
That is.
Don't give up.
Yes, my mind, my being and my body are in harmony, no matter the blood left behind.
May my being nourish the immensity that welcomed me.
Since pain is only proof of how much I have worked for what I have desired.
The warm breeze blows caressing me.
My hands shake, my nails bleed, but there is only satisfaction. I have walked so much. I have come so far.
I have no regrets to carry. Just a little. Just a little more.
It's true, it's still missing, but it's no longer your responsibility.
Silence, silence.