The Healing Butterfly
Unleashed-A Soul-Story
Somewhere, a Soul begins to remember…
This was a Featured Story on ILLUMINATION, 6.25.2020
LEVEL ONEITY, Life Force: 111%, Dimension 2XX2
It’s really foggy, isn’t it? I don’t remember it being so foggy…
Quickly gliding down the path, in the darkness of the forest, suddenly — screams — echos of night raptors cut like a knife between his ears — startling him to the core Owls Of course he picks up the pace.
His heart races — fear. Stop it, stop being afraid. He begs himself. I can’t help it. Something is there. It follows. What is it?
It’s not knowing what is there that really gets to him, just knowing that something is. And the silky-white shadows across the wide tree trunks tells him that he’s correct — something is there.
He hears the scurries of little things beneath the hollows of the trees — he is all too aware of the world beneath his feet, and whatever is on his heels.
Do you know where are you going? No. I don’t know — but I’m in a hurry. Is something after you? Something is always after me. Act like you aren’t aware, he tells himself — be normal, don’t set off any alarms. They still see me — they know I’m here, but I don’t know them — or do I?
BOOM! The earth beneath his feet shakes —
Unleashed.
“RUN!”
Sprinting down the path like a flash in the night — zig zagging, ducking, avoiding tree branches smacking his face, skipping to avoid rocks, roots and dead fallen branches — RUN!
The stampede that follows him grows closer, picking up the pace, it is as though he can feel the breath of the monster on his neck —
There’s no escape, time and space are running out! I know!
“STOP!” He hears, “WAIT! You cannot continue down this path!”
He knows this part all too well — soon land meets cliff
“STOP!”
I must jump, I must jump RAINBOWS, I must jump RAINBOWS —
You must jump!
Flashes of light and rainbow colors blend into everything all around him.
Suddenly he awakens, face down-he’s in his bed. His heart beating fast, his body wet with sweat. Digging his face into his pillow — his living room clock chimes —
DONGGGGG
DONGGGGG
DONGGGGG
Again — 3 AM Every night?
Coming into himself frustrated-turning over, eyes tightly shut to avoid the light that comes from across the street that he loves so much, but he senses darkness, and slowly opens his eyes.
It’s really dark, spiderwebs cover the cavern, especially on the sides of the walls and up to the dome center above him, it’s musty and humid too.
Huh? What the?
It’s very dark with shadows all around. Flickers and twinkles of light there — but not.
This ceiling is most definitely not his tall, white square ceiling with the pipes running along out in the open — instead it is a very high cavern, wet and moist. He can’t tell if there’s an actual solid state ceiling. It seems to be moving, shifting, breathing. Then it looks still and nothing more like a dark hole that goes up a long ways…
Sitting up, he looks around — making out familiar objects in an unfamiliar place.
His heart begins beating faster and faster — again, It’s all here Leaving his bed, he finds his entire bedroom is somewhere different
This is not his home.
He finds himself in an Other World — Again.
Not knowing where he is or how he arrived — besides —
Waking Up.
What the holy hell? Did I jump? Did I not? Am I still dreaming?
No, you are not. Nothing is familiar, yet — it is.
Then the usual feeling of not being alone when no one is around. Can you hear Us? I know I’m not alone.
He hears voices of those who are familiar,
but the language they speak — One he does not know.
Hello? Hello? His own voice has no sound. And no one answers.
Causing him more confusion — these are not the ones he knew — but they ones who have known him.
Everything is dark, the light comes from shadows and reflections off of broken mirror pieces hanging on vines from the top of the cave that seems to be infinite.
Mirrors.
Broken Mirrors.
Quickly catching his own reflection countless times all at once — startling himself.
How did I get here? You’ve always been here. You must remember.
Can I get out of here? And if I leave, where do I go? This is home. Am I still sleeping? Have I awoken? Where am I? Nothing seems real. It’s all so familiar. But, it’s not my home.
It’s real.
What day is it? What time is it? Oh right, it’s —
It’s 12:34 AM
1234…Again.
It’s Wednesday, the 9th
of September.
9.9…
But that’s…Not right.
There’s a gurgle. A deep, deep gurgle all around him, throughout the cavern.
What the hell is THAT?
Again. The gurgle.
The floor of the cave vibrates, but he cannot tell where it comes from, top, bottom, or all around. He can’t tell if he’s bellow or above where it comes from.
His eyes couldn’t get any wider as he looks around, the mirrors pieces shake and when they do he realizes they have smaller pieces attached to the wires they are dangling from, causing them to act like wind chimes, but instead of wind, it’s the gurgle, and the vibrations that make them sing.
So loud!
From this place you must escape. I have to get out of here. Yesssss
He creeps and crawls out of the mouth of the Monster Caves. He decided-a dark, earthly monster man he is trapped inside of.
Cave-Monster-Man
He realizes that he can see shimmers of colors on the walls, bursting on the walls —
Ring — ring! Ring — ring!
His phone is ringing in his sweatpants echoing throughout the caves, nothing else can be heard, scaring the shit out of himself — he fumbles, fingers not working properly.
Shut the hell up!!!! Turn it off! Turn it off! I’m trying!
Finally he gets a hold if it twisted in his right front pocket, pulls it out and mutes the ringer.
I did NOT have this a minute ago. He distinctly remembers reaching into his pockets. Both were empty. Why would he sleep with his phone in his pocket?
Still vibrating, the screen reads
000–000–0000
Of course. Some non-number-number.
Just as he reaches to shut it off, it stops ringing.
BEEP! BEEP!
A text:
Answer the damn phone.
Who-?
It’s me, 0. Stop resisting. You can’t escape without me.
Stop resisting?
That means nothing to him. Who is “0”?
He’s frozen. He waits. Standing there, waiting for the noises in the cavern to return to normal and for the phone to ring again.
He dares to hope that this is something and someone he can trust. Who is 0? How am I resisting? Where did the phone come from? What the hell is happening?
He looks around and notices all of the rows of spiders in webs above his head, not more than 2 feet extending out of the cavern and into the caves.
He checks the phone to make sure that the ringer is off, vibrate on for BOTH phone and text.
Nothing. Great, now they aren’t calling me back? Who’s 0? Keep moving.
He starts walking out of the cavern, but doesn’t want to-it’s sort of familiar with his things there. He looks out again into the dark nothingness of the caves and the infinite number of spiderwebs just overhead, the spiders busy reinforcing their webs that are no smaller than 3 feet, each spider is the size of a tarantula, but thin, with delicate features. He’s not scared of them, he’s fascinated by them.
As soon as he thinks these thoughts they all stop their weaving to look at him for the briefest of moments, and then they all get back to work.
What the? That distracted him for a few moments to remember that he had the phone in his hand until he squeezed it.
No reception. Zero bars and the time wasn’t even displaying. He’s never seen this before, “ — : — “ was where the time should be and utterly nothing where the date should be. The only thing that looked normal on the lock-screen of the phone was the battery. 88% charged.
Alrighty. Nothing o’clock and no particular date either. Got it. Get Going.
He leaves the cavern after one finally look, as if to remember where it is, but it’s at a dead end. It would be easy to just turn around and get back to this hole.
But why would I want to? You won’t.
He walks for no more than two minutes at a normal pace, taking in his surroundings.
Which way? Just up ahead there was a fork in the road. Which way?
Nothing. Which way, damn it! Nothing. Oh great the silent treatment all the way around suddenly. Perfect.
He stands there in a huff trying to determine just what the hell is going on.
As dew slides down the walls, the rows and rows of spiders weave in their webs just overhead — they all stop to look at him when his eyes and attention take in the infinite number of spiders and their webs.
HELLO they all say to him all at once, echos through the cavern YOU HAVE RETURNED Have I? He asks reflexively.
A great bout of laughter rises from the rows of spiders as they continue their weaving.
When was I here before? More laughter YOU’VE ALWAYS BEEN HERE!
That makes no sense. You said I have returned, but then said I have always been here.
All of the spiders stop and every other one weaves into their web’s
A-L-M-O-S-T
and the next spider
T-H-E-R-E
like a visual echo in the webs, a matrix in the message, as far as he can see down the cave — utterly mesmerizing.
How did I get here — again?
Laughter echos through the spiders. PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR QUESTION! More laughter rings through the rows of spiders, then in a whisper — A KEY WILL SERVE YOU BETTER
What does that mean? YOU MUST CHOOSE
Remember the doors to the rooms on the floors with the corridors? Buildings, walls, levels, layers. But where was it?
They weren’t real.
Yes, they were. You’ll see. And, what about these? Are they also “not real”?
He’s made his way to the two paths, wanting desperately to leave but also not quick to make a decision, distracted by the spiders messages, their meaning, their laughter and numbers…And the memory of The Doors. All of them locked.
The rumbling, gurgle meets a cracking noise —
Out of the ether weaves in the air two earthly structures, attached to nothing, but everything at the same time. They are made of tree roots, moss, flowers, and all of the little things that come with — they grow wide and tall, like the trees the roots must be attached to. There’s clearly seems, both making up an upside-down U. Metallic, bright and large hinges appear to connect the U to the base.
What the? Are these?
Doors.
Suddenly massive door knobs begin to appear at the center of both of the doors, as if the opacity just got turned up on them, and they became visible. They are just the same as the hinges, bright and metallic.
RAWR! RAWR! RAWR! RAWR!
Before he can react in any direction to the chilling vibrations of the roaring, his eyes widen to the etching of lion’s head’s forming in the door knobs. Once they are complete they both growl and roar again — extending from the door knobs and finally settling in, mouths remaining open.
Clearly-ready to be fed- A Key.
YOU SEE, YOU NEED A KEY!
So helpful, thank you Spiders. As he looks around and takes in his current reality and ever “what the holy-hell” moments in it.
Let me get this straight — now I stand before two suspended giant oval tree-root doors, with massive super bright metallic door knobs, containing what appears to be lions who are “alive” and not happy and most likely very hungry?
He makes eye contact with The Lion’s and their eyes widen telling him that he is correct.
Perfect.
Where am I?
Bzzzzzd! Bzzzzzd!
The phone in his hand triggering another near fatal scare when it begins to vibrate in his hand.
Bzzzzzd! Bzzzzzd!
DAMN IT!
Bzzzzzd! Bzzzzzd!
000–000–0000
Bzzzzzd! Bzzzzzd!
It’s 0 — Answer it.
He recalls the text:
Answer the damn phone!
Bzzzzzd! Bzzzzzd!
It’s 0. Whoever that is. Only one way to find out.
Bzzzzzd! Bzzzzzd!
Hello? As he reaches into his pocket and feels a key.
Part 2 Coming Soon
Be guided today, and always Live In Love.
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