The land of Regrets
I should have lied and said no, when they asked me. I should have denied who I have become.
Shaman, priest…Do you
have regrets? Damnation for being a now, truthful soul…
Yes, I have many regrets…and with that they grabbed hold of
me and took me to a place they refer to as the land of Regrets. With a week’s rations of water and hardtack they
wished my soul eternal light, then left me to ponder my imperfections & mis-deeds disappearing into the starless
night…I now truly regret that they did not slaughter me when they gutted my comrades in arms like feral pigs being
prepped for market…
With the dawn and the wiping away of sleep from my eyes, the journey of intraspection began…
Do not kick the dog in a burst of rage, for he shall look at you with eyes filled with bewilderment and sadness at
your hateful betrayal.
Ya cannot take it back…Kiss or say goodbye to loved ones before you go out the door to
market or even to the most mundane of chores. For if something should happen…
Ya cannot take it back…Do not lie and
be deceitful with those that you truly love. For when your action is discovered and the trust is broken,
Ya cannot
take it back…Do not hesitate, hold back, or leave for tomorrow things that should be done today. For if your delay
causes or invokes harm,
Ya cannot take it back….
Breaking momentarily from his self imposed torment, the priest admired the Divine cruelty of his adversaries. Tis
simplicity…to one and all he would say. Do not do things you will later lament for we all must travel to the land
of Regrets….some sooner and with heavier burdens than others….