The Fallen Alchemist: A weird intro

In despair I am staring at the ceiling, slowly observing the fan leaves rotating in a clockwise direction leading to the thought of why it wasn't designed to rotate in an anti clockwise direction. Strange; right! Well clockwise is regarded as the straight forward movement which carries the time and certain other movements of the human kind, so be it, clockwise is the perfect design for every process in circular motion. It's already defined, so why are we questioning it, right? (mind stops processing that thought as I gave a predefined answer to it's confusion, now it stays calm and hollow waiting for the next thing to analyze and think)

This is what we do, every single time; when mind wanders with a certain thought, we stop it from wandering more by feeding it a predefined answer; an answer which wasn't rooted in our understanding or observation. A general perception, consciousness, awareness which is shaping and giving definition to all the process and existence in this universe. If that is the thing we need, why do we have a mind of our own? why do we question certain things? why blame certain process based on general understanding if you haven't taken a single effort to perceive it from your view? why do we have a soul?

Now asking myself these questions, my mind wanders again and that’s exactly what I wanted to make me feel alive. It’s hard for us to identify our self in this society with predefined norms, hence, we fall into the trend of general awareness and blends with it. Generalizing things will make it quite easier when it’s hard to find yourself in the midst of a chaotic crowd. However, the soul screams all the time, no one hears it in that traffic of chaotic crowd. I want to stand in the middle of the road of that chaotic crowd and let the passing vehicles hit me with all they have. I will remain unshakably myself even if it shatters me. I am The Alchemist. The Fallen. The One Who Returns…