At the park I always go to
There was a path I’ve never seen before
With weeds overgrowing, and seeming unkempt
It led to the back of the mountainI was bored so I decided to follow the path
After a couple of minutes
An unfamiliar tunnel came into view
There was nothing else to do, so I went insideWhen I looked at the wall, there was a hole
I stuck my finger in it, and it was chopped right offI got scared, so I ran back home
It made me feel uneasy
I heard a frog’s croak, so I hastened my pace
And tripped when I was runningWhen I was talking to my friend about it
It was
We decided to go together
The first time I’ve heard of it
And in front of the path that led to the tunnel
I ended up having to go there with them
There was a traffic cone standing in our way
Even though I was scaredIgnoring the obstacle, we continued on
That path was
And we reached the entrance of the tunnel
Something I’ve never seen before
When we headed inside, it was warm
Next to it was a yellow sign
And there was a weird smell in the air
With just an exclamation pointI didn’t notice the big hole in the ground
I tried to help them from the hole in the ground
When I fell my body melted away
When I peeked, they were already melting awayI got scared, so I ran back home
It made me feel uneasy
I heard a frog’s croak, so I hastened my pace
And tripped when I was runningI got scared, so I ran back home
It made me feel uneasy
I heard a frog’s croak, so I hastened my pace
And tripped when I was runningI got scared, so I ran back home
It made me feel uneasy
I heard a frog’s croak, so I hastened my pace
And tripped when I was runningI got scared, so I ran back home
It made me feel uneasy
I heard a frog’s croak, so I hastened my pace
And tripped when I was running
Cado's description of creativity is true, and his action mode of fear rejection is also true, but there are, in fact, sometimes reasons to fear things, as what might be pulling you might not be aligned towards the good. I'm reminded of a story told by a forgotten someone of a spirituality aligned person who went to the DMT realm, met an entity there, and over multiple trips, had this entity convince him to kill himself for one reasonable reason or another. This was a fearless man courageously mapping non-existent places and going there, and he died for it. One should be fearless, yes, but fear is not a thought, it is an instinct that exists for a reason, do not fall into bottomless holes.