Out of the dark night she came forth. To the light of day doth her
broken feat tread. Her life is lonely and cold; this world has nothing to offer her. Her hopes
all rest on the dawning of morn, but the time for sunrise is afar. “I have been
traveling a long time”, says this weary life, “but my destination is still far off”. The long
road overwhelms her, tears constantly fill her eyes, yet victorious dreams lead her on. Failure is
unknown to her…
-By S.C.J
My Obscure life
RIKU: Hey Shikaina, that’s a lovely little piece thing you got there
S.C.J: Salamat! (Thank you!)
RIKU: Now tell me, is that “Her” there, you?
S.C.J: No! Not really. “Her”, well she’s just a portion of me, everyone has two sides.
Sometimes I am “Her” and sometimes I am “She”.
RIKU: Who is “She”, how is “She” different from “Her”?
S.C.J: “She” and “Her” are the same, yet both of them are extreme opposites.
RIKU: I, don’t understand, explain.
S.C.J: “Her” never gives up, her voice is load and strong. I often criticize her,
but that does not discourage her, it is “Her” who drives me toward my dreams. “She” is
a little insecure, and most of the time scared, she never dares to tread into
knew places, yet despite all this she comforts me in my times of despair and keeps me
looking toward the sky. But still, both “Her and “She” are “Me”.
RIKU: This is getting weird… um… your piece says “Her’s” destination is the
dawn of morning… what happens when morning comes?
S.C.J: “ Her” does not really know. I expect she thinks that it will be something glorious.
RIKU: And if it isn’t?
S.C.J: Then I guess her life was wasted, it would have been better if “Her” never existed.
RIKU: Then why make a useless journey, where you risk it all?
S.C.J: Well… I guess making that journey would be a lot better than sitting around doing nothing.
( AKWARD SILENCE)
RIKU: Errrr… ya whatever…your piece looks unfinished! It looks like a messy
fragment of something unexplainable…
S.C.J: well there are certain thing that cannot be put to words, some things just aren’t
meant to be written. I choose only to un-veil this much of me…
And those that hope in the Lord will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles,
They will run and not be weary,
They will walk and not faint.
- Isaiah 40:31-
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