We are all navigating our labyrinths and mazes of suffering. Some of us are trying to bulldoze our way out of it, others have become lost so many times they no longer seek to escape; but we must try.

        I've endured, and still endure the arduous task of escaping my labyrinth, and for so long I was vexed by the task. I layed around indignantly, shaking my fist at the sky, wishing dust would just return to dust and I'll be done for, finally. But sometimes, a ray finds its way inside and a dark cavern can become an artery, just like that.

epiphany.

focus.

        A supernova blossoms and you wonder how a ray can become so much more than that. My journey out was no longer the treacherous, daunting task it once seemed. The potholes and dead ends ceased to be brick walls; they became springboards - launching pads - making me seek out those paths less trodden. Those routes left to fallow. All from a ray. All from a reason. That is my ticket out of the labyrinth.

        I found it, and suddenly mount kilimanjaro did not seem so insurmountable anymore. So now, I cling to reason for dear life, terrified that if i lose it the jaws of this monster will shut me in again. I still have a long way to go before i fully navigate my way out of the labyrinth, and I do not know if we ever really do. But I'll still trudge on, because on the outside, there has to be something different from suffering, something more. and that, my fellow travelers, is the reason I choose to try escape this labyrinth.

Guestpost by

Kerha