LordOfDarkness
The Dark Avenger © †
Well it must of just been another one of those long hard days you have had at work, the kind of one that requires and asks of you to just sit down and relax and to put your feet up once you've finally made your way back to your apartment or wherever you so happen to live.
So typically this is what I did, just that. But to no end the occuring repetition of my child asking me to do such various favours before bedtime was inevitable. Of course, my loveable little Susan, my daughter was asking me to read her a bedtime story just simply because "Mummy always reads me one before I go to sleep", either that or "I just can't sleep without having one read to me". Ah well it's in my nature to please my family in however manner I should have to, it's not a chore nor a commitment, not even an obligation. These things are done purely out of love.
And then there was Jake, who was well, much older than my daughter put it that way. 14 years of age, and his homework has somehow become my homework. "I'm just no good at sums dad. I can't get my head around algebra", I mean seriously they seem to be making homework a lot harder these days than how I use to remember it being at school. Perhaps I'm so out of touch with the modern world nowadays?
Change, I'm obliged to accept change, I know this much for a fact. I am obliged to willingly accept that the World changes around me near enough every day and there really isn't much that I can do to 'change' that inevitable fact.
My wife gets back from working at the office. Luckily for me both my kids have been asleep for hours. I've been waiting up on her for some time now, looking at the clock "Gee, it's 2 in the bloody morning already, what have you been doing all this time?". "Well, there was a lot of work to mull over and of course my project which needs to be ready in the next few days" she tells me, plainly. Well I suppose I am meant to respect that, my wife has a lot of hard work and the strain of keeping her job and the interests of the Company usually always have to be number one priority when you are trying to run a successful business.
"He still has you doing far too much overtime, you hardly see me or the kids any more. It seems to be me putting them to sleep every night now".
"Jake is 14 years of age, he can put himself to sleep now. And Sue, well all she needs is a bedtime story read to her Simon, it's not exactly rocket science" she points out to me, which I hardly disagree to.
Retreating back like a snail into its shell I pull back the bedsheets and climb into bed. "Hm, do you love me babe?" I wonder as she climbs into bed and lies by my side. "You know I do" is all she says, and then I know I am awake because my alarm clock is blaring and my eyes are waking up and telling the alarm clock to "**** off" as they stare towards it and my fist smacks it on its top to shut it up.
Yeah, typically she is already off to work. I guess Nigel called her in early again or something along those lines. I can tell she is at work because the clothes she laid out to wear today are gone. Jake has taken Sue to school and then hopefully gone to school himself. Not recalling the last time him and his mates decided to bunk off, which as a police officer I reminded him was still an offence. And even myself as a parent can get a visit from the force, which would be pretty awkward considering my job role anyway.
Nothing beats being off duty, until sometimes your on duty. Ah I live in a small town area, not much trouble ever happens around here. Which in a way is quite fortunate, even if it makes the days drag on slower and makes me feel even more knackered by the end of the day.
Yes the weekend is two days of off dutiness for myself and some of my mates, so down the pub is in order I suppose because I have no idea as to when Karen will be back home and I have time to drown my sorrows until I have to get back to make tea for the kids who usually have whatever I can be bothered to cook or dial for over a telephone. Ah who cares though because kids love takeway food and all of that crap, that's something I can relate to in a way. The ease and the relief of the stress and tension of having to cook. And besides, it's a bloody weekend, who wants to cook anyway? "It's hardly nutritious is it?" Karen would normally state when she eventually gets home and sees pizza boxes lying around on the table and sometimes the sofa or armchair. Usually because Jake is upstairs playing the latest 'smash someone in the face' videogame and Susan is explaining to her dolly why getting a makeover is such a good idea.
This is every day in my world. This is my world.
"And this is precisely how you feel, Simon?" my mentor asks me, peering towards my direction with his spectacles dropping slightly down his nose.
"Well yeah, this is a typical life right? This is what life is for me".
"Yeah, I can't help but sense you want a bit more out of it though. This is what I am here to teach you Simon, about there being somewhat more to life than might meet the eye".
My personal guru who reads all my thoughts that I usually have. Some friend of a friend that I met one day when I was leaving the gym that wanted me to make an appointment with him. Well, I just go with the flow. I mostly just get involved with things, I'm not afraid to be a little daring at times. My friend highly recommended that this man would relieve some tension out of my every day life and release some of my deep within inambitions. Yes, even as a guy I still have those.
"Simon, are you listening closely to me?" he asks as I'm once again finding myself drifting off into space.
"Uh yeah oh yeah, there is more to life, you see I was listening" I confirm, to ease his mind.
"In life there are many doors, many windows, many safe havens to escape to when we have an open playing field. Do you have an escape to place? A safe haven? Try to think of one in your mind. Attempt to picture it, and hold onto that thought. These thoughts can be very strong, very powerful, magical even though that may sound somewhat bizzare. These thoughts can become more so, can become gateways to our safe havens, can open up different things for us these doors and windows I spoke of earlier can become windows for change and opportunity. Just sit back and relax to the sound of my voice and listen close to the words I am saying, Simon. Free your mind from the life you know of now at this present time. If you can do this for me. Can you do this for me?".
Confident as ever I answer with one eye looking at him. "I'm relaxing".
"Good. Now, let me take you to this place deep within your mind. Let me take you through a portal".
