In the original blog I narrate a story about a giant who was sleep. Then, the other day, I was discussing marketing strategy with my team and a curious thing happened. Some members of my team thought that the style of my writing was “cryptic.” This information was very important to me, so after looking in several dictionaries to thoroughly understand the meaning of this word, I came to the conclusion that “cryptic writing” was both exiting and daring. I was excited because it pleased me to make the readers think as they try to understand my writings, and daring because some readers may get too tired trying to get the cryptic messages hidden on my blogs and stop reading them. I have decided to translate the blog below and await your comments.
Here I go…
Awakening a Giant
My Soulmate and I were traveling on the road, when all of a sudden she spotted a giant nearby (the giant being, the greatness of an individual). She said, “Vincent, look what I found.” As we approached the Giant (the individual) we realized he was sleep (his greatness was sleep).
“Well, he is sleep. What good is that for us?” I said. Victoria more optimistic answered, “I think I can awaken him so he can give us of his goodies.”My Soulmate proceeded to take a branch from a tree (conventional suggestions) to poke the giant in the ribs (in his mind), but it did not bring any results.
She followed to put some leaves on his nose (entice him with hopes and visions of better times to come) hoping to make him sneeze, but it had no effect as well. Then Victoria asked me, “Do you think if I jump on his stomach (fussing at him) he will mind?”
I answered, “Go ahead, what harm can it do? He is sleeping anyway. Being asleep without knowing when to wake up is like being dead; you may hurt him some, but if you manage to awaken him you will be doing him a great favor.” Victoria started jumping on the giant but the big one kept on sleeping (he had given up and would not respond).
Then a thought came to my mind, “Maybe this giant needs a reason (purpose in his life) to be awake?” (To believe in himself again). Victoria and conferred about my thought, and after a while we came up with a plan. We took some branches (we got together with him to discuss social events) and opened his eyes lids. Then, Victoria and I, standing on his chest (my mate and I by interacting with him; we were displaying the love that surrounds our magical connection for him to see) started kissing.
He was sleep but the branches held his eyes open (the meetings were real and not what he could have read in a book. He had to believe our love was genuine and we were not pretending). After a short while his mind registered the beauty of a man and a woman in love, and this started to put his wheels in motion (he started to believe). It took no time for the Giant to be completely awake. Then he started to bombard us with questions: (questions are normal when the human being is alive and his greatness is in motion.)
- How come you are so much in love?
- How did that happened?
- Where did you find each other?
- How where you able to identify yourself?
- How come you do not argue?
- How do I find a woman, to complement me like you two?
- Is it possible for me to find love like the one you have?
- How far do I have to fly to find her?
- What do I…
“Wait a minute,” Said I, interrupting him. “You can fly?” (Of course I knew he had great potential, but I gave him that question to pry in his pride.) He responded. “Oh, yes! Now that you brought me fully awake, I am in command of my faculties and I can fly you both (share with us his talents and good nature) to any place you want.”
“Great, we will teach you how to find your Soulmate, and in exchange you can fly us around the world (share us in his friends and acquaintances, for other people to appreciate our good nature and message). Is this a good deal for you?”
The giant was very happy; he took us all over the world (that is what happens when you share with people of same kind; they feel obliged to return the favor) and we were able to teach people in different lands (other people were finding about our message) how they, too, could find their Soulmate. As we were traveling, the giant told us how it happened that he ended up being sleep. He had been looking for his mate (like so many other folks) but was not able to find her.
He looked and looked, finding only women who had no attraction for him (he was truly trying to satisfy his needs without compromising), but he could not find the one that was able to keep him awake (boredom, the worst of sickness, was killing his zest for life), and finally thinking she did not exist, he decided it was best to be sleeping (living the life of a zombie; going through the motions of modern life without passion).
Now, with our knowledge, and seeing we were truly Soulmates, he was confident he would find his One-and-Only, not only to keep him awake but to make him fly to higher horizons (decided to use his natural born talents and get back to being his true self).
Here are my questions to you Dear Reader,
- Would you have been able to decipher the original blog without my translation?
- Do you enjoy my cryptic style of writing or do you prefer more clarity?
- Do you enjoy writers that make you think?
- Did you enjoy the story of the giant?
- Do you believe, like I do, that we all have our greatness mostly dormant?
- Do you believe in love?
- Do you believe, like I do, that love is the key to unlock your potentials?
Please respond to at least one of these questions, as it is a proper exchange for me to give the world these blogs and you to respond by writing your comment, thereby adding depth and liveliness to this discussion and future blogs.