Mind the Gap

‘Please mind the gap between the train and the platform.’

Why this fear for the gap?

On the train are those coming or leaving. The ones moving. The ones looking, perhaps not even knowing for what.

On the platform are those who stand and wait. They wait for someone, or perhaps for their own self to arrive, have they lost in the journey.

Maybe on the next train.

Or on the one following.

Or perhaps are they waiting for the right train to catch. How will they recognise it, I wouldn’t know. I don’t know myself. Does anyone? Do you? How long have they stood there? How long should we wait?

Yes, there are advertisements, but of what use are they? They would only be useful would I know where should I be travelling to. The problem isn’t so much the place’s name, or how would I call it. The problem is the lack of drawn maps to walk around and find ways in my labyrinth. Not even the tourist points can be so easily found, whatever they are.

But what about in between? That place where virtue lies? The gap, that word that flashes our mind to a dark place. What is there? Only one thing. The unknown.

I don’t want to stand and wait for the next train. I always catch one. Even if the wrong, just to find where is it going. But I don’t want to catch the train either. It may take me further, instead of closer to you. Where are you, anyway?

I chose to stay in the gap. I chose the unknown.
You may say a gap is nothing but a dark place. And when we think dark, we automatically think empty. It is dark. It is empty. A dark, empty place it is. I have absolutely no idea what will I find there. Why to risk then, rather than going for something safe?

It is in the darkness, in the emptiness, in the unknown that all things are possible. You need just dare imagine them. And decide how you will live the life you dared imagining.

What about the body? Screw the body, this body can’t reach you, can’t touch you, can’t feel you, can’t have you. Only the mind does not respond to gravity.

Look, there’s a train approaching. Can you hear?

‘Please mind the gap.’

Listen again.

‘Please mind the gap.’

Listen again. Pay attention.

‘Please mind the gap.’

No. No. No.
Close your eyes and abandon your thoughts, vanish your body, blow your mind to the wind. Forget all you have learnt as you. What can you see?

Nothing.

Is it dark?

Yes.

Is it empty?

It is.

Is it the unknown?

Yes.

Would you say it to be an impossible labyrinth?

I believe I would, yes.

Can you hear it now? Focus!

Only a whisper, a distant murmur.

Saying?

‘Please, mind IN the gap.’

Well done. Is it frightening?