Edsil, Reality.

Edsil was walking down the beach, above him on a low cliff sat Reality. Reality had been walking along minding her own business, when she came upon the ocean. Reality was stunningly beautiful; more beautiful than even the ocean. She was completely aware of herself, and heedless of her beauty.
She didn’t care how incredible she looked sitting on a rock, on a low cliff, above a white sand beach, over looking the ocean. She had only just sat down when Edsil had happened to look up at her.
When he looked up at her he had, in an instant, a revelation. It literally knocked him down. He realized how beautiful Reality really was.
Reality does this to some people. Edsil was one of them.
He lay there on the beach enjoying his brief moment of clarity. When he looked up again Reality was gone, but Edsil would still be forever changed.
Just a glimpse of Reality can do this to people. Reality never saw Edsil again. Edsil was so stunned that he lay on the beach for a long, long time. Then he walked to his car, got in it and ran 9 stop lights in a row. He went to his office and told his boss he was a complete idiot for banging his secretary when he had a perfectly beautiful wife at home.
Edsil also told his boss he quit. Just like that.
He got in his car again and drove home. If he had had a wife he would have made passionate love to her. Instead, he packed up his meager belongings, threw away the things that wouldn’t fit into his daypack, and then drove to the bank.
It was 4:26.
The bank was just closing, but Edsil had that look on his face. Edsil closed his checking and savings: $23,916.21. He got all hundreds a ten, a five, a one, two dimes and a penny. He stuffed all this in his day bag, along with the receipts from his two accounts. Edsil drove to the airport and bought a one-way ticket to Bali.
Fortunately one of his meager belongings was a passport. He had three hours before his flight left. He used the time to sell his car to a deserving looking porter for $1,000.00. It was a two-year-old blue car. The porter thought Edsil was crazy. This didn’t stop him from calling his wife and telling her to bring cash though.
Edsil wasn’t crazy. Edsil was just high on Reality.
He flew to Bali and there became a poet. He lied about the part when they ask you how long you intend to stay. He never got famous. He never got depressed either.
He wrote a lot of really bad poetry, but once in a while he wrote a true gem. He was clever enough to know the difference.
He met an insanely sexy Balinese woman and married her. I still can’t spell her name. She was sweet though.
One glimpse of Reality was all it took for Edsil.
Some people never look.