Hornoyaco with Taita Carlos

While in Mocoa we had asked Taita Carlos wether we could meet for a walk. While under the fresh breeze of the waterfall he told us many stories. One which lingered with me the most was when he told us about his dream about the forking path.
The story goes that he encountered a bifurcation in a path. The right hand path was paved, bright and with a bright blue sky. A man was standing at the entrance to the path in a clean tailored suit inviting him to wlak on that easy path. The left hand path ventured deep into the forest. He decided for the left. The path was overgrown and hard to walk along. His arms were scraped by the thick thorns of the vegetation. After some time walking on that path there was a vantage point looking over to the other path. The path which before was paved and bright from this perspective was dark. I do not remember his further description but in short; a nightmare.