Eupsychia

Day 1

This is beautiful; this is where I always wanted to be. Where all of us are equals, no leaders, no politics, no religion and no god. No societal ethics that bind us.Where we live so close to nature. Here we are free to love, free to make love. I can sit back and reflect, follow my dreams and passions, work when I want, sleep when I want. This is heaven.

This is my first day on this Island. It seems perfect, green grass, clear blue skies, and ocean all around, its beautiful. From my hut as I look around, I can see the sloping roofs of all other huts, lining the beautiful beach. I know on the far side of this Island there are factories, churning out necessities as well as luxuries that we all need. There’s a high cliff on my left, and on it rests a lighting beacon, which shines forever. A symbol of our endeavor to take mankind higher and higher.

I am one of the lucky few ones who were chosen for this, well I think you can call this an experiment. We are the pioneers of the human race, a hundred of us to be exact, all of us pioneers in our own fields. This is a place free from all rules, where we all live, as man should always have. This Island is isolated from the rest of the world; we were promised there never would be any interference or contact ever again.

Day 10

So peaceful and serene here. I have been fucking women ever since I got here. I am surprised by their energy. Let free of all their constraints, it is almost surprising. I enjoy the warm sun on my back all day; enjoy the physical pleasures, the real pleasures life has to offer. All of us seem to be enjoying ourselves here. Relations here are very different; there is no jealousy, no hatred. We all love each other and that is it. No bondage, no restriction, no jealously over accomplishments of others. No mistrust, suspicion, no pain, no discomfort. Money, fame, success all has no meaning. The daily monotonous struggle for life is over, we no longer exist, we live. Free, free I feel so free. This is paradise.

Day 30

How could she refuse me? I don’t last long. Is that what she said. That bitch. Doesn’t she know whom she’s talking to. No, How could she, we are all equal here, nothing is important, nobody is, we are all equal. So am I nobody here? A faceless man? Another face in the crowd. What is my identity? Am I an individual or are we to be counted like sheep, 100 of us, each of us faceless in the crowd. But we are all special here?. Are we?. All of us are equal so does anyone of us remain special?. I hate them. No, wait hatred is wrong, we are here to love to love everyone. I seek love and freedom. I seek peace and detachment, and I don’t care about such petty issues

Day 40

No satisfaction here. No peace. Who am I? Am I a fucking animal? Do I live only to fuck, eat and sleep. What do I seek? I am jealous of him. Everyday he paints the rising sun. A different sunrise, a beautiful sunrise and he is happy, he loves what he does. His sunrise brings him happiness. I envy him, almost hate him. No, Jealously is wrong. We are here to love. I must love. I must seek my own purpose.

Day 50

I thought I loved her. She was for me and I was for her. But exclusivity doesn’t count here does it? She slept with somebody today. I knew this was bound to happen, but I wanted to hang on to hope, till it fades away. It hurts. I shouted on her, screamed so loud. She doesn’t understand me. Do I tell everyone what goes inside my head? Or do I tell no one. I want to paint my own sunrise. Do I have anybody? Do I have a friend in this whole wide world? Does anyone care if I die? No wait I have everybody. Everybody loves me. No hatred, no distrust, no suspicion.... hate, hate, anger, jealousy, hate..

Day 60

I killed him. No reason in particular. If its pleasure that we seek in life, then I have found everything today. As I started slashing his neck warm blood oozed out of his veins. Power-I am so powerful. I see him dying, spluttering out blood and my urge to live grows. I drive my knife into his heart again and again and again with all my might till the moist earth that surrounds him is red, red with his blood. He no longer lives...but I still do. I want to live forever but no not as a faceless man. Why should I be one among them all? I want freedom, I want power, to rise above them all, nobody can refuse me then, if they refuse to make love to me they will be raped, if they mock me they will be killed. I am the new religion here, I am the new god. Follow me or u will perish. I am above you and u will obey


The end

They knew who killed him, and they fear me for that. I rule them all. I love them all. There is no jealousy, because I am above them all.
This is beautiful; this is where I always wanted to be. Where I am above you, I am your leader and I am your god. No societal ethics that bind us,we live so close to nature. Here we are free to love, free to make love. I can sit back and reflect, follow my dreams and passions, work when I want, sleep when I want. This is heaven.
It seems perfect, green grass, clear blue skies, and ocean all around, its beautiful. From here as I look below, I can see the sloping roofs of all other huts, lining the beautiful beach. I know on the far side of this Island there are factories, churning out necessities as well as luxuries that we all need. I am standing on the high cliff, and on it rests a lighting beacon, which shines forever. A symbol of my going higher and higher and higher. Far into the ocean I see the sun rising.... or is it setting?? I do not know and I don’t wish to. All I know is that it looks beautiful.