Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 99
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Beyond The Looking Glass is the second book in the Unseen series, a story that came to me from the other side. A story where I thought I was just the narrator until I heard the Words of the Unseen.
This second story goes beyond time and place and mixes the long ago with the here and now. Because history keeps repeating, until we learn and do something about it.
Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 99
When I come out of my meditation, I immediately feel the uncertainty gnawing at me again. It's been a month since I came home, and not a day goes by without me thinking about it.
That empowered feeling I had during my isolation is hard to hold on to in the real world. The divorce is coming soon, and the debts have not been paid.
Still, I did not lose it all, without any influence on my part, I managed to keep my house, my job, and my dogs. I received unexpected support from all sides, but the case is still ongoing.
Now that I have my freedom back, it seems more difficult. Waiting on proof of my innocence is hard. I have no control, and it has become very clear to me that with the flip of a switch, the entire system can turn against me.
Trapped in limbo, unsure of whether and when I could breathe again. Depending on the odds in a system I no longer trust.
After all, they have enough. Her statements and my statement match. In addition, I should have known that she was incapacitated for me to be charged, which is also not the case.
Uncertainty, how do I find peace in uncertainty?
In such clearly present mistrustfulness, not the simple doubts of daily existence.
Daily doubts are a big part of my way of thinking but have been repressed far into the background of consciousness due to its constant presence.
Not this uncertainty, every day I leave this house through the door from which I was pulled. I sleep in the bed where she must have woken up surrounded by strangers.
Not having your fate in your own hands is a daily fare, but never has it been so clear.
Through the grapevine, I sometimes hear something about Yallenix.
She still writes on the same platform and is still active on the other platform where we met.
I may not be allowed to contact her, but no one said that I am not allowed to read her.
In the end, humans are very resilient. They are able to get used to just about everything, even living with Damoclesยด sword over your head.
It's been six months now, the middle of summer, the psychological test they had her do is finally finished. And guess what, she's not mentally incapacitated at all.
"This is good news," my father says. "The attorney already saw this and immediately submitted it as evidence."
It's good news, but I expected this research to be the end of this terrible movie. A weak ending, just like a bad movie should, but contrary to what I expected, I don't hear anything.
Well, Yallenix and I have built a kind of secret communication system of our own via both platforms, through which we can let each other know how things are going by means of posts and pictures.
We're probably way too cautious, but I don't want any negative backlash because Big Brother sees that we're in some way.
This is safe, nothing can be related to direct communication, although I would still like to know how she's really doing.
Living in Limbo, that's what it feels like. Caught between the hellish idea that there will be a trial one day, and the knowledge that I am innocent.
Afterward, I sometimes think about those words of that detective, "What if your child left for another country without a word?"
Should I have been wiser, forbidding a grown woman something because I should know better?
I advised her to discuss it, but ultimately it was her choice, her lesson. However, I underestimated the impact of the collateral damage that lesson would cause.
Even after the very positive outcome of the psychologist's report it is not easy to stay true to my faith, to continue to hold on to the certainty that this will be okay.
I can't make plans, I have no future. My life has been put on hold with one push of a button somewhere... a button that I cannot control and everything now stands still.
Limbo, I have never felt so unprotected in my life, and yet I keep going back to that moment in that cell.
That moment when I felt like I had nothing left, that moment when I felt more powerful, stronger, and more certain than ever before.
The utmost trustfulness that I would overcome this too, and come out even more resilient.
Next Chapter Coming in Two Days
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