*Life of Pi 28 November 2014
I was like Pi on the movie,
sailing the boat with my fears, hesitation, regrets, doubts and uncertainties.
It was away from the real world but living on my own world. The storm was rage
brought me to this nothingness. Looking for my family but I can’t find them, I
hope they’re besides on me to care, to protect and to love me but there is no
one to be left, I am really sorry. I’m afraid together with my fear (Richard
Parker).
My uncertainties were rumbling and it’s become prey from their own
self-preservation (the hyna, orange juice and zebra). My body became frigid. Night
was coming, on and on… the moon was bright though I’m like clouds beneath the
moon hiding from its light. The morning was calm and silent, I am alone but my
fear is beside on me… God I’m giving
myself to you, you’re my bestfriend… but whatever to come… show me. I’m
trying of few things to be entertain myself
and don’t wanna lose hope… and I need to be build my own parameters from
my own fears. Let’s the rumble begin.
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If I really insist
my fear to eat me… no way! I need to be strong so I need strategy and plan to
handle this. Nevertheless I just imagine, do I need to be fear on my own
fear? Or fear only conquer by own
master. I need fear but I just only to be aware of it, I know only hope could
be the antidote to my fear. Soon, it will be ok… day by day… I’m waitin’ for
help but no one’s come and my realities become unreal. Don’t lose hope.
This is it the turning point of my life the storm was rage on… the
waves are barmy and the wind are extreme foolish. How beautiful to see this
scenario of my life! Oh God! I’m drowning
and I am done… I want to die! I don’t wanna live please God take my LIFE! and
the tears are running from my face. I’m really sorry.
The silence is beckoning on me and it was really dexterous. Where is
my hope? I pray to God. The silence grows and grows until I slept. The waves
are tranquil and the wind was chilly… and this is it after all my challenge and
test, I was brave to face enough… the island is nearer and nearer to my raft.
The fear tech me how to focus and above all the fear was build my own hope. I
am free.
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