Open Doors

This brief writing this evening is more than a bit different from what I usually post here.  But we all have many sides to our personality, don’t we?  Myself, I am an avid fan of the author Stephen King.  I always have been, I suppose.  His books often dance on the edge of madness, of the macabre which has always been a source of fascination for me.  I am not sure how this piece will be received here but I had a desire to post it.  So, just read along the lines here and indulge me once again.  If you do not find this of interest, my apologies to you.

Stephen King said it well.  “There are doors in the mind that shouldn’t be opened.” The question is do those doors sometimes open of their own accord?  Or, perhaps they open with just the slightest bit of prompting or desire, subconscious though it may be, on our part.  I’m not sure quite honestly and don’t remember if I “wished” for a glimpse behind that door.  I would like to think that I did not, that I was more intelligent than to make such a foolish request.  But then again, is it not the more intelligent of us who often lose their grip on reality, who frequent the dark halls of our asylums?  And isn’t it really a matter of perception in the end?

The hinges on the door I speak of, that door of Perception are a bit more than loose at times.  It’s true, you know.  “I’ll bet the farm on that!” or “You can take that one to the bank!”, or any one of a dozen other inane idioms that people use to enhance their sad little lives.  No doubt about that one.  But, I digress.  When thoughts come at you from more than two directions at one time, it’s not only wrong.  It’s downright confusing!!  Which one do you listen to?  I see 3 of em’!  Which one do I pick?   “Pick the one in the middle”, it says. “Or not!”

Many of our thoughts are subversive at best and should be mentally flushed when they surface.  Flushed before they time to get even a finger hold on our psyche, our soul.  But there is a certain attractiveness, (Is that a word?) a quality, if you will that is rather seductive.  Wouldn’t you agree?  We’ve all had thoughts like these at one time or another, so don’t pretend you haven’t.  What’s the meaning behind the thought or the thought behind the meaning?  What’s the thought behind the thought for that matter?  Because there is one, just behind the door.  And how deep does the rabbit hole really go, Alice???  Pretty doggone deep, this much I know to be true.  But how deep is the question of the day?  And do I really want to know the answer to that one??  The knowledge is there for the taking, just waiting to be plucked from that singular tree.  You know the one.  It’s the tree that you see in your deepest dreams, always there but just on the fringes.  We usually see it as slightly blurred, a bit askew if you will.  Perhaps a trick of the mind for our own protection.  But make no mistake about it, friends and neighbors.  It is there! The sweet fruit it bears is accessible and can be freed from its limbs quite easily.  But at what cost to the mind?  The price one pays for this particular fruit is high and there are no refunds, O’ Curious One.  None, zip and nada!  In for a penny, in for a pound as the saying goes.  So, it really comes down to a choice in the end, doesn’t it?  Or does it?

Thank you for reading this just now.  I hope you found it of some interest.  Enjoy your day and be blessed in it abundantly.

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.

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