As the doors to the barn opened, something wonderful happened to John Victor. He stood holding the door as if frozen. In one moment he was heading to clean the stalls of his horses and in the next moment he could not move. He stood frozen. It's not that he could not move. He chose not to.

You see, right before he stopped in his tracks a thought hit him right in the center of his thought capacitor. The thought was so amazing, he chose not to move another muscle, or breath another breath, before the excitement of the event in time, took full hold on his body till he could not contain himself.

He finally moved and started smiling. It grew to laughter. His hands swiftly moved to his head as he his shoulders slumped. From there he moved directly to the crying state of happiness. The answer had finally come. He only cried for what seemed like hours even if only seconds.

With a renewed energy he composed himself and grabbed his pitchfork. He started toward the stalls with the thought on his mind. "Why would this come to a guy such as me?", he thought to himself silently. As he thought about this his attention became redirected to cleaning the stalls. He lowered the pitchfork to start shoveling the straw when he noticed there was no straw to shovel. Looking around he stood in disbelieve that every stall was already clean.





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pardon the confusion
but I have no earthly clue
what this is about and find it
a waste of time

I understand completely.........

kudos to you for getting it...

maybe the world is a changing as we type...

thanks for taking the time to come on here and post....

kinda like the book "illusions"...

nice...

peas

Is this because of the elephants ?

[edit on 31-3-2010 by packinhit]

Originally posted by packinhit
Is this because of the elephants ?

[edit on 31-3-2010 by packinhit]

I can assure you elephants never came into the equation. lol

That was funny.

Originally posted by packinhit
Is this because of the elephants ?

[edit on 31-3-2010 by packinhit]

quiet or trevor will hear you

Are you speaking of the moment when one is enlightened with the truth of the presence of GOD?

Ok, I'm in. I like abstract. This is just one still frame in the entire film of a
mans life. This man happans to be a fictional character who has had an
undisclosed revelation come to him. An answer to something profound I believe.
The stalls being clean, the pitch fork give some direction.
So this is just a piece to a puzzle that you decide what the picture is?
Thanks Conc.
SnF

Really a very beautiful story. Well done.

If I was to be so presumptuous as to add one final thought to the story, I would modify the last line to be as follows:

Looking around he stood in disbelieve that every stall was already clean, and the horses were impatiently waiting to be let in.

Just a thought. Maybe you can't improve on perfection

I enjoyed the short story.

I liked how you described the joy of the man when he found out that someone else had already cleaned the stalls for him.

Thanks for sharing