The Importance of a Vicarious Wish

He bent down and whispered to me;
"Go."
and I went.

Commanding discipline and supporting the wills of not only my deepest wishes, but those of humanity. The word echoed in the hearts of men.
And they felt it reverberate within their being.
Dropping tools and items of distraction - we all knew it was time to discover new things.
But only he could see we were tiny little beings turning our wheels - seeking to understand our own silly wills.

Until I came to translate.

They came to me with wild wishes of lives impossible. And I came to them to encourage, but ended up with piles of wishes unsalvageable.
 I combined their dreams and held them in one hand. And saw the joy of a world aglow ripple through civilization. And saw the disappointment in the realization of dreams unheard.
So I dug into my pocket,
quickly filled with wish-bills folded beyond my the capacities of my wallet,
I created a key and stretched it into a cable to unlock it,
to share every human experience with those who long for it.

I know it's not the same. And although these dreams are simply experienced by one,
and absorbed by others from their gleam,
I dream of a day where they realize the internal fame of being alone,
but as a part of a team.
Even if the team remains unseen.

Because there are lessons to be learned from every encounter with life. And you can walk on it, and breathe it in, and swing from it, but it exists for you and is always right. She might be green with wings in constant flight. But as long as you notice her, and take in the time she gives, you will learn that this is life. And your silly little wills and wishes and dreams have bloomed and brought to light. As long as you see it, you can live it without the struggles, without the plight.


Jordan R Shaver 08.09.2012