Thursday, January 05, 2006

Sage

Joules opened his eyes for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. In the brief moment before his eyes opened he hoped his beard to grow atleast. Checking his watch he sighed...10 mins.. I cant do this he told him self. These flies these mosquito's this noisy ambulance. How am I ever going to be a Sage. Where will I get my mystic powers from. He unanimously decided to call them sour grapes. There is no such thing as a Sage. There is no greater being. There cant be more to life. Then suddenly in a stroke of genius..He cracked it.

You want food you work for it.

That was the mantra.

He laughed at the sages for spending days and months meditating at a very simple answer. Joules knew he was on to some thing. There was almost a halo around his head. It was like energy flowing into him. This is it.. That's all.. Just a halo.. Enlightenment is over rated. He decided that grapes are sours he relaxed on his Bean bag. Took a sip of the iced tea sitting in front of him.

His mantra just didn't have the ring. Joules picks up the TV guide and looks for some thing to watch.

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