The Butterfly Effect

Tossing and turning in my bed, it was time to wake up to the buzz of the day. The empty mind from a restful sleep had started buzzing with thoughts already. Mostly old from the previous night or so. The image appeared, an odd one, standing out from the rest which caught my attention. It had to be looked at, a little deeper, before it disappeared.

I saw the image of a serpent slithering out of its skin. The struggle continued for a while before it slid out with a brand new shiny coat, more radiant, more disco-shiny. I was wondering what made me see something like this, out of the blues. I was compelled to bring my attention to it than to simply brush it off as just another silly vision. As a few seconds passed by, I was reminded of all the times when I had felt let down. The impact was undeniable. After the initial drama of shock, hurt and reaction, I had invariably paid them my final tribute with moments of mourning. I wondered the link between such a reminder, thrust from the depths of my subconscious, to the vision ? Was it my story? Or is this OUR story?

Its every man's struggle to slip out of the done-and-dead and move to the brand new. The struggle indeed makes it worth the effort in the end. Doesn't nature pay handsomely? A shiny coat or the wings of a butterfly to flutter through the breeze. Wonder of the wonders happens when an earth-bound worm takes to the skies. Wonder if any one of us would want to complain then? And to all the dream catchers, yea, the odd dreams can mean something after all =).