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I had a dream once. Oh, I’ve had many dreams throughout the years I suppose but this dream; well, this wasn’t the kind of dream to flit through one’s mind and then dissolve into oblivion. No, this dream haunts me even to this day.
When my dream started, I saw a young man with the name, Confusion. I told you this was no ordinary dream. As I watched, Confusion received, as it were, two envelopes in the mail. He opened the plain envelope and read it aloud. “Wisdom warmly invites you to a banquet on the night of the 8th day of August. You will find fulfillment, guaranteed.”
After reading the invitation, Confusion set it aside and opened the colorful envelope with interest. Again, he read it aloud, “Foolishness entreats you to come for a night you won’t forget to be held on the evening of the 8th day of August. Food to die for will be served and a fun time is guaranteed for as long as you stay.”
Confusion set the second envelope down and tapped his fingers on the kitchen table pondering the choices. Presently there was a knock on the door. “Young Clarity! How nice to see you,” Confusion welcomed his friend into the house. Seeing the envelopes, Clarity told him she too had received both invitations and asked what he intended to do.
I implored Confusion to make the right choice but my own will could have no effect on the outcome of the dream. I heard Confusion’s response, “I’m not sure, Clarity, but I think the colorful card looks like the more fun event to attend.”
Clarity straightened her back and immediately gave him her forthright advice, “Confusion, you must see the more exciting choice is not always the right choice. You must look deeper.”
My dream took an odd turn at this point and I flashed back in time to when Wisdom and Foolishness last held their banquets. I observed each event curiously.
Wisdom stood ready to serve whatever her guests sought from the many vessels she had prepared. She stirred a bit of Understanding in one pot before sprinkling Discernment on a casserole of Knowledge. At the request of a guest, she handed out a bun of Good Judgment to go along with a plateful of Insight. In the middle of her banquet hall, a topiary of Peace graced the main table with elegance. All night she labored and freely gave whatever was sought by those who simply asked. When the night ended, she sent her guests away with Approval; the mint lingering in their mouths as they digested all they had received.
I couldn’t help but envy the level of joy, contentment, and confidence each guest exuded as they left her presence.
My dream shifted to the other side of town now; the boisterous noise from the party I was about to spy on sent my head spinning. Music blared and raucous dancing filled the rooms. Foolishness seized each new attendee as they neared her door and sucked them inside. With laughter, she brought them immediately to her tables where a pot of Pride boiled over while another containing a liquid she referred to as Lies wafted up an aroma difficult to resist. Arrogance was laid out on a tray and Lust overflowed from a bowl dripping succulent juices onto the table. The elaborate centerpiece was named Evil and every dish Foolishness waved under the nose of her guests was more irresistible than the last. As each one entered the party, they tasted of the food and found it to be sweet to the tongue but lacking in sustenance. They returned to the pots time and again taking more and more in an attempt to find Satisfaction.
Though she implored them to stay, some did, at long last, make their way to the door at which point Foolishness gave them one last parting gift. Shame. Not one attendee escaped without it. With a final laugh, she watched them go into the night proud of the irreparable injuries she had inflicted on each one.
I shivered at the flashback and was instantly propelled forward to Confusion once again. Clarity had left his house now and Confusion held the response cards in his hand. My heart raced in response as I waited for his decision. When he raised the pen to mark his choice, I held my breath. But when he lowered the pen, I jerked myself awake unable to observe any longer.
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