A Stranger in the Desert
The sun beats down on you, ever relentless. You can’t remember how long you’ve been wandering in this desert, but you’re out of water, your lips are cracked, and you don’t think you’re going to last much longer.
You’re at your wits’ end when the stranger approaches you. You’re not even sure if he’s real or not, until he takes you by the hand and pulls you up. “Come with me,” he says with a smile, “there is water nearby.”
It’s the best thing you’ve heard all day and you follow him eagerly. In your haste, you don’t really stop to look at things clearly. You don’t see the bloodstains on his clothes, and you certainly don’t pay any attention to the gore-spattered axe in his hand.
And although you’re very shortly going to end up being chopped into tiny bits, you really didn’t stop to think about that at the time.
I can actually relate to this.
Not in a sense of being stuck in a desert. But the whole being so desperate for something, you fail to see how bad of an idea it is.
Of course, my situation has YET to end up with me being chopped into tiny bits, but I think it could be a possibility.
So, remember kids, Look Before You Leap.
And if like me, you don’t live your life like that, then be ready to run like the wind, but be aware, that more often than not, that turns into a “Out of the frying pan” situation.
And the Vicious Circle completes!
Comment by Alethioandy — April 15, 2008 @ 8:47 pm