Knock Before Entering

Β© 2012 Michael Fiveson

A free standing door that no one walks through. Perhaps it is a time portal, and a way to revisit our youth. How many of us would actually do it? Would the joy of a body without pain be offset by the confused emotions that are part of being 15? All that uncertainty.

58 thoughts on “Knock Before Entering

    • If it is a door to the past then I maybe don’t do it. Do we get to go back knowing what we know now? Then Maybe I go, settle a few scores, and very quickly find a few girls I once knew. Also would save all my silver coins…

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  1. A very thought provoking post, Mike!!! And in answer to your question – no,no,no! I had many good times, but some really crappy ones. I like now! Although maybe that door would give me a few hours to see my parents again and tell them I love them, then go find that pile of stuff for Goodwill I made in my 30’s and grab all my record albums!! I think it would all fit back through the door…

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      • That would be a victory for all humanity! If only you could.

        My albums have been on my mind a lot lately, with our kids going back to college. Music is the highway to my most vivid memories, and most of my memories associated with music are happy ones. I would have loved to show them that part of my history, although I’m sure it would have induced some eye-rolling. Now the real question is, why bring the albums and not my parents!
        The answer: because they were already helping me carry the albums back through the door!
        I hope you have a beautiful Friday, Mike. Thank you for this post. Now I’m going to go crank up some tunes!

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    • Lol. You mean there is more than girls? No, the age is fixed at 15, so as to make it a harder decision. Sadly, at 15 all I had going for me was a girlfriend and some baseball.

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  2. Believe it or not, you are the second one to show me an “open” door. A friend of mine and his wife work in metal scupltures…. and he created a very ornate door which stands alone with an imaginary fence around his garden. He has a lot of fun showing us the way to gain entrance and entering his imaginative play. Of course his dog (a black lab which is really a very dark brown) doesn’t believe in imaginary fences and walks through them all the time ignoring the door completely! πŸ™‚

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    • Is that from a nursery rhyme? Believe it or not I have no memory of kids books, cartoons, or things related to being young. Maybe that is why I have kind of stayed young, in spite of my reality.
      Thanks Sheila.

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      • Actually I think it is “Open Sesame.” That is the English translation of “Open Simsim” which are the magic words Ali Baba used to open the cave of treasure in the tale Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves.

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  3. I like the idea and the way you’ve made that photograph take on a life of its own with your words but I wouldn’t want to be 15 again. I wouldn’t mind going back and sort of watching over myself in a ghost-like manner and whispering helpful hints into my ear though.

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    • I actually have written a story about that very same thing….I go back and find myself when I was 15. I wrote it 5 years ago but it’s too cheesy to post.
      Funny that you said that because I think along the same lines.

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  4. There’s a book “The Time Travelers Wife” that also became a movie. In it the time traveler meets his future wife in the woods, where he first appears. This door and your words remind me of that magic place on the other side.

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  5. Doors are thresholds to something new and different, and, for me, terrifying! But, yes, I would walk through it as long as I’m able to keep the knowledge I now have! Actually, 15 wasn’t a bad year for me, so I guess I’d go back even without the knowledge. That would be bliss…though I wouldn’t know it.

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  6. Funny you should ask because I know if i came across that door I would get caught up in Diana Gabaldon’s whole portal to the past thing and I would wonder … only for a momet mind you πŸ™‚

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  7. You pose an interesting question, Mike. I would definitely NOT go back just to relive those (often painful) years again. But if I had the chance (and the wisdom) to set my life on a different course? I wish I had pursued a career in the Arts and had not spent the last 34 years in an office.

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    • Ontological guilt, I think it is called, the wishing for the things we never got around to doing. I would make some other choices too, but straddled with the same parents and childhood, I wonder how different I could have made myself. It’s all good, the proof being that we are here to talk about it. Thanks for the comment Jules.

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