Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 87

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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 87

Dear Reader, that feeling that life always is testing us. That everything has to be a challenge.

The concept that nothing comes easy, that everything needs to be worked for..

Did you know that it is a myth, that those are the shackles they tried to put on us.

They needed us to work and work hard, so they did not have to. Therefore we were built to believe that whatever we want to obtain, can only be obtained through putting in the effort.

How they jailed us, how they shaped us, how even the churches preached that gospel. "Nothing in life comes easy," it´s a lie a self-fulling prophecy. And we are all still buying into it as if it was cheesecake.

I thought I had seen my darkest cloud in Torremolinos, or maybe during those last years of my marriage.

I thought that the divorce would be my step from the darkness to the light, but unfortunately, the cosmic plan was slightly different.

Because the day she told me that she was leaving with this boy. That day she told me she was leaving and we were going to separate, that we had to figure out how we would arrange the divorce, that day seemed like the end of a long dark tunnel.

In recent years I had often thought about, even fantasized about this moment. About when it would be over between her and me. But that it would feel liberating, this was truly unbelievable.

In her darkest hours, she had sometimes spoken that it might be better if she were no longer there. That she was only a burden to Kyrian and me.

I told her what she wanted to hear, that it wasn't true, that she was the linchpin and glue of our family.

The last time I walked out of her room after such a conversation I hoped that she would do it, or contemplated the idea with a slight smile on my lips.

That she would decide to end it, seemed the only way for so long. Because I couldn't leave, she was my Hotel California, I had committed myself to her.

Ohana means family, and family means nobody gets left behind-

It was my Golden rule, the one I couldn't break.

I wasn't proud of fantasizing about her departure, but I saw no other way out. It's precisely at moments like these that I should know that the way out would soon present itself.

But my faith in the providing universe was not what it is today, that took another very dark period, shorter but just as dark.

It had been over for a while between us, I mean I had already offered her to have sex with other men because I no longer felt the need to feel her.

So when she asked if I had any objection to her spending a night in the bed of this young Workawayer she was attracted to before flying to the Netherlands, I said "yes," perhaps a little too wholeheartedly.

However, I had not expected her to share every night with him when she returned and not share the same roof with me within a month.

Things can stand still for years, only to suddenly shift gears and change completely at top speed.

How wonderful this was, Tindering in solitude. That I could experience this kind of freedom. I would like to say once again, but ten years ago there was no Tinder.

Swipe, swipe, hmm hottie...swipe.
You have a match.

Aren't you that boy from the bus?

WTF, I had swiped the right way and seen that she lived nearby, but me and faces...

I just matched with that girl from the bus, I can't think of a better seal of approval to celebrate my regained freedom.

We never went out on that third date, it turns out that she is not the one either. How strange that I always think in the one, as if there is only one person out there who is truly made for me.

It was wonderful being free, but with this bus girl, I just didn't feel anything.

It did not matter, because I might have found a girl that would be more my type, more fitting.

Like everything else in life, that girl would not be without challenges. Like everything else I had to work hard to get what I wanted, or in this case to get her to stop ignoring me.

But even if I would succeed, would I at all stand a chance? She definitely was my type, but when would the universe stop making everything a challenge?

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