I flew a thousand miles this time around to get away, and it is no different as my epic sea journey years ago. I was as soulless then, and was in the journey to redeem my old self, my previous glory. This time, far from South America, in the far reaches of Northern Asia, i try the much-ballyhooed Airship. I am now the Captain of new seas; of the air. And being so free and away from the world has made me somehow find the old me. ‘He’ however is now a lot different from the scruffy, weathered man I once saw in the shores. This trip has made him younger, and way fresher than even in his youth. This new, old me, may be a stranger, but a stranger I believe I will like to know better and faster. The old thunderstorms I once faced were met differently by the new me; now facing sandstorms and smokescreens. He is not physically different; but the immediate change I notice is that of his perception.. He had seen something in nothing and was rewarded with nothing for everything. He is wiser than I ever was despite my many, many follies. He had all the battle scars of a tough life, none reflected in the long lines on an aged face, but they showed in the similarly tired eyes and weary smiles worn by long travelers in search of retribution. He came out not getting what he was searching for, but he settled for what he found, a separate peace; a delineated truth. He came home not the bit older but all the more wiser. Time is alot more profound a sage than experience he has learned, and only in hindsight is foresight trully developed. Despite travelling with one eye, he has begun to trust this good one. He acknowledges the depth of its perception and the limitations of his acuity. He has learned to look beyond his heart and into the heart of others. He has learned to set the heart and not his mind free. He has learned there is a price to pay for this new gift, and he has accepted its graces without the tab at hand. There is a new future for this man, this new me, and he has, in my opinion, restored faith; my faith in people. If I do manage to keep this fate, then maybe there is still hope for me to get my soul back, which unlike my eye, I believe can still be salvaged. To the new seas, may you welcome me as my old one; may we see what the seas in the air have in store for me!
