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it took a lot of work

making questions

and decorating the board

it all lasted 5 quick min

and in the end team 2 won

making a sandcastle

playing in the sand

protecting your creation

seems like just instinct

but in the bigger picture

resembles god watching over

his little creations

my time is soon

soon to be meeting with my fate

i must go on

i must present

to not be nervous

and show my best

the hero is free to live

in a new society or place

that is unfamiliar to the hero

in this strange new place

the hero is lost and miserable

and must go on another journey

to find a better life to be free in

the hero is free to live

free to breathe

free to enjoy this new life

with full control of free will

sends the hero on his/her own

to have the life he/she has always wanted

the final gatekeeper

the final threshold

crossing from one world

into another

will the result be for better?

or for worse?

the hero not being able to cross back

must start yet another journey

Then I looked at this in the context of the hero’s journey since a drug addict it rarely seen as a hero. The only example from our readings that really stood out to me was Siddhartha. Like the life of the Buddah, Siddhartha spent his journey trying to achieve nirvana. Once his journey was over and he achieved nirvana, he did not return home. He stayed at the river in a state of bliss after achieving nirvana.

Steppenwolf – Magic Carpet Ride

I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine
On a cloud of sound I drift in the night
Any place it goes is right
Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here

Well, you don’t know what we can find
Why don’t you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
You don’t know what we can see
Why don’t you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away

Last night I held Aladdin’s lamp
And so I wished that I could stay
Before the thing could answer me
Well, someone came and took the lamp away
I looked around, a lousy candle’s all I found

Well, you don’t know what we can find
Why don’t you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
Well, you don’t know what we can see
Why don’t you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away

my poem:

on the hero’s journey

he/she finally decides to return home

driven by a magical force

which may be from the inside or out

the hero flees from his enemys on this journey

with the prize in hand

earned from this long journey

feels accomplished and proud

in this new world everything is perfect

when the journey is over

the hero must return home

heisitant and not ready

the hero tries to stay put on the journey

instead of  continuing it home