Snowdon

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A while ago i walked up a mountain, this is what i took from it with a little fiction thrown in for kicks

Submitted: November 30, 2011

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Snowdon

Atop the mountain I finally achieved true and complete peace. Up there amongst the clouds my very soul was lifted, as if at that great height it had been set free to flow with the wind that rushed all around me. Looking down upon the land that encircled me I couldn’t help but realize how small and insignificant I am. Some people may look upon this idea with disdain but I find it wonderfully liberating. To know that this very mountain side was here long before I arrived on his earth and shall be here long after I depart it is a comforting thought, not everything gets destroyed. That this panoramic view and isolation is only a few short hours away from every day stresses and strife’s is an immeasurable blessing. This is escapism in its purest form, to rise above the world and for the briefest of moments look down as an objective observer is a gift. My mind wandered as I looked out into the clouds, wonderful thoughts of a nomadic existence where sights such as the one before me were not a rarity, no; on the contrary they are just another step in your life’s journey. I felt like this is where we belonged. The rites of passage of tribesmen sent out as boys to hunt and return a man don’t seem so strange and antiquated when you’re out in the wilderness, here it almost seems like a better way to live.

At first the idea of climbing a mountain seemed pointless to me, why walk up a big hill to walk back down again? Here though there are more reasons to make the trip than I could ever have imagined. Every step I took on my way to the summit was, in all honesty, against my very nature. To flee the constant torment of the city with its crowds and mephitic air, even for this short time was a welcome break. A cleansing experience almost for mind, body and soul, for being alone with such an expanse of land all around you seems to free your mind from the trivial thoughts that are a product of modern life, it is remarkably  refreshing, as if I had dived into the icy water of the lake at this mountains feet. Like some ancient spirit walk you can find yourself in a place like this, I mean really delve into your mind and discover things that you were not conscious of before. After near death experiences people change their lives, for better or worse the experience effects them, I didn’t have a near death experience I had a near life experience. Not since I was a child had I felt so alive, my teenage years were spent doing teenage things, mostly drugs, and I’d forgotten what it meant to be alive. Life had beaten me into submission and I accepted my fate, to spend my days working a job I had no passion for, holding on to my weekends because they were mine when in fact everyday was mine, I don’t have to be a slave shackled down by my own defeatism. If I can climb a mountain what else am I capable of.

Of course this new found enthusiasm for life is difficult to hang on to and after a week back in the real world of work it has dwindled but it was in my mind numbingly menial job that it occurred to me, the connection between me as a child and the me on the mountain. Hope. As a child we have hope, I knew that if I worked hard I could walk out of the tunnel at Old Trafford or write a bestselling book, it is only later in life do we realize that talent and luck also play a huge role in success. That day on the mountain I regressed back to that romantic time where dreams really could come true and I was happier for it. A great writer once wrote that hope springs eternal, I had dared not hope for to long so why the exciting energy I felt may have dwindled that is what I hang onto, my hopes for the future because without hope we turn to despair and I have had more than enough of that


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