Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 114

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𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻

Beyond The Looking Glass is the second book in the Unseen series, a story that came to me from the other side. A story where I thought I was just the narrator until I heard the Words of the Unseen.

This second story goes beyond time and place and mixes the long ago with the here and now. Because history keeps repeating, until we learn and do something about it.

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Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 114

Dear Reader, can you relish this life?

Are you able to take it all in? All the little details, all the flavors that are available on this earth?

All life´s big and little pleasures, guilty pleasures, naughty pleasures, forbidden pleasures, pleasures you don´t dare to voice in public?

There is abundance, and we can take it all in. If we were not sabotaging ourselves all the time.

We are surrounded by the gifts of the gods, if that is what you like to call them. But we reject them, we deny ourselves the pleasure, we prefer to keep chasing our tales, and follow like good little dogs.

No matter what it is, after all the things I have been through, what are my options?

Even if I could, ignoring all that happened isn´t feasible.
For me, that will never fly. I know that I have come across the mightiest of mad situations.

What should I do, say well, ehh me fighting that demon was not real, even though I was left with the scratches and the green phlegm? And that night, I told an alien not to eat a spoon, act like it never happened?

What about my unborn daughter using my girlfriend's body to stuff herself with pancakes, or being gifted a diamond planet, and declining it?

Looking back and what I've written so far, I get it, this book sounds more like a modern fantasy novel than my previous novel.

It´s not, not for me, not for the one living this life. I am finally starting to see. Connecting the dots, it took me all these pages to make sense of it, but now I think I get it. Or I hope I do.

My constant search, the incessant need to find something, not knowing what or whom? Those strangest of close encounters I had, always knowing they meant something, but standing so close that I could not see the bigger picture.

Then the shower, writing it all down, words flowing from my fingertips as if they had always been hiding there.

Cracks are appearing in my ignorance, I actually think I am getting it.

I understand where it all came from, or comes from.

all of a sudden I remember something that happened so many pages ago. The girl, saying she can´t reach him...

Now I know the him was me, or Martio, the girl was Sei. And Sei, found another way to send me those messages, among other things, as she also was the headmistress of the universal school that de Voetjes and America attended.

What did Opa, Cabilah, America, and Little Feet have in common? They all were getting lessons from Sei.
And so did I.

But not only through here, through all of them.
What did I start this story with?

Me meeting Sei.
That girl I saw when I was out after the accident, that was her.

We could not use the telepathic communication we worked so hard on, the gap might have been too big. Or disrupted. That was what she meant when she said she could not reach me. It was her, Sei, the girl I saw in the weird dream before I woke up in the hospital.

She clearly found another way across the barriers of time.

This is so crazy, and still all of it is 100% real to me. So am I expected to ignore that my young wife from another life is sending me messages, educating me so I can see? And doing so because we planned to deliver Numico´s message to my future self, enabling me to help save the world once again.

For those who do not feel like getting their head around that, you probably now realize that you wasted your time these last 113 chapters.

If you decided to continue reading, you might have seen it coming, I did not. I need a memo to self containing over one hundred thousand words to make sense of it.

It makes sense, it explains everything, or at least most of the madness, and now what?

Now I really need to save the world? That is what Numico said. Back then, it was just a message in a story, but did the story just become my reality?

This is utterly surreal, and at the same time, things are making sense for the first time.

Of course, I get it, everyone has some sort of messiah complex, all our mommies and daddies told us we were special ever since we took our first step.

There is a need for humans to think they are special, that they have some sort of role in the Theater of Life. The weird thing is, they all do.

We all have a part in ensuring things play out the way they are planned. And no, I do not think I am the Messiah. It would be awkwardly late if I had to start on that now.

It´s also not what Numico told me, he said I needed to pave the road.... again, so he could walk it.... again. That kinda makes sense, I really have to go back to that message, I might unknowingly have left myself more clues...

And how about this other story? I will need to read that again first, before I write another word.

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