To Seek from Within

Music box

Walking around with no destination in mind, humming his music with nothing to find, he stumbled upon a box with an intriguing title, it offered wisdom on reality and a little note for Michael.

Lost in the rhythm of his music he looked around, trying to find the rightful owner but no one was around, he picked up the heavy box and started walking, dove back into the sound of his music.

A dreamer trying to escape the realties of life, a hustler with no money but the wealthiest smile, he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it up and started smoking, took a final look at the Houston skyline and then jumped back In the pool of lost souls and free minds.

Whistling and dancing through the streets of Houston, he stopped outside a rundown building and pulled out a ladder, sneaked into his apartment and placed the box on the bed, he took out his wallet and started counting the earnings of the day, which were only a little more than last years may. Unaffected with everyday struggles of his life, a heart full of hope and a broken smile, he looked outside his window and waved at the sky, said its you and me again let sit and talk about life, you tell me how I should wake up and face my debt and I will smile and tell you let me dream the song isn’t over yet.

Surrounded by chaos and greed somehow his soul managed to stay pure and mind at peace. The world revolving around surfaced goods, people polluting the environment that he resides in. The journey in the mind of his deep soul kept the fire burning in him lit and hopes gold. The edge from which he jumped over to step out of this world, the bridge that led him into the darkness and saved him from the corrupted hearts that show us the light from a distance but make it unattainable. With fire burning in his bones he walked over to his bed picked the box threw it away and said, “I don’t need to wake up to this cruel world, I don’t just want to live in it I want to conquer it.” The fire in him was way too hot, it couldn’t be bought, while we all were caught in this race to nowhere he was caught in his passion.

The heavy box that he found at an unnamed street was now on his apartment floor but to his surprise there was nothing in it but an envelope that had dreamer written on it. Confused and puzzled he reached for the envelope. Carrying the envelope in his hand he walked out to his balcony and sat himself down went inside to wear his thinking gown before opening what he knew could possibly shake him down.

Finally it was time, no one but he, the letter and the uptown shine. From a small-town to a city that never sleeps his journey was inspiring and full of big risky leaps. He opened the envelope and turned the paper around what he saw made him grin, he kept the letter on his chair, stood up while looking at the stars and said, “I am a dreamer with a vision but you’re the writer who makes the final decision, together lets make this story an unforgettable one.”

The letter said:

"Life is like a music box; You can either pick the song from the box or write a new one to add to the music box for others to choose from."