The Perspective of Reality

I opened my eyes and felt the presence of the world. I was real thirsty, as if I was dying of thirst. I heard something flowing. I was able to feel the roar. I walked towards the direction of sound and realized a thick black liquid stream.

It was very viscous and hot. I could see it is fuming and very touch would burn my skin. I was thirsty at the same time. I was not sure what to do. I could not find any other source either.

Suddenly someone placed their hand on my shoulder from back and I turned around in surprise. He was a very old man with easily distinguishable dress. He looked as a age old magician with his costume and facial language.

Between my throat prompted it is thirsty and I eagerly asked him if he has got some water. He said, you have river in front of you and you are asking me water, he laughed.

I got a little irritated and told him, ya I can see that, it is thick black liquid flowing, I can't even dare to touch it, you want me to drink it ? The old man said, "Come on, that is plain cool fresh water. The river looks so beautiful and pleasant, go quench your thirst". As he saw me getting confused, he just wagged his hand in front my eyes as if he is wiping something and said, "now look?" I said looks like the fumes are coming down. The river is cooling. He did the same act with the hand and I felt after that, that the river became dilute. It was not viscous.

The old man wagged his hand again and this time it was even more dilute, still the color was black and I could feel the current like water. The old man said one last time and he moved his hand in front my eyes. When I saw the color was getting lighter. He asked me to close my eyes and asked me to really think about myself.

I was in deep tight reflecting on all the actions of mine,. Thoughts choices and consequences… I was getting a little lost and I came back to senses as I felt a tap on my shoulder. The old man asked me to open my eyes. As I did it, the river was with plain water and as exactly the old man described before.


I was in all pleasure and I rushed to grab some water. Once quenched I looked back I couldn't see the the old man. I felt he was trying to show me the real thing, and I was not able to with the perspective mirrors I had. I felt burden free, and realized to experience "The Perspective of reality"...