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A Story.
so i was walking along a brown road, thinking and talking to myself about all my thoughts... mostly giggling at the thought of how brilliantly mad i had turned out to be over all this time of life, when suddenly i came across this little elf. this elf came out of no where, but once he was there i could not imagine a time when he wasnt there. the little elf had come bearing gifts. He reached out his hand. "Yummi treats for me!" we sat and talked about everything. He knew the thoughts i spoke of, and i knew his thoughts. It were as if he had been my mind all long and i his. And here we were, in the middle of the oaks.
with him he carried a sack around his torso. he asked if id like some treats he had found. The trees had given him a gift of fungi. lovely fungi. together we snacked.
"ha" i said to myself, but this time out loud "ha, where am i. i dont know where i am and how i will go about getting home..and i must get home at some time. "why?" he asked in his mischievous convincing tone. "well, i suppose i will have to go back at some time..thats where all my belongings are..and well my kitty, you know..and a bed is nice" "oh dear. i do hope i can find my way out of these unfamiliar trees"
"I must start venturing that way, towards the way i think i came from..yes, i will walk that way." "well i will walk with you then." "ok, then but i need an apple, oh to have an apple would be so delicious" and would you believe after those words..that mischievous little one went climbing up a tree and came down with an apple! "oh boy! what a wonderful day for me, an apple. oh thank you little one." and so we began to walk.
Now i must say, i was a bit nervous, a bit scared that the little elf might eat me right up. For kind loving faeries are never supposed to play with mischievous little elves. but as we talked and frolicked around in the muck. I saw in his eye..."yes, indeed that is a sparkle of kindness and of love." I must be brave, wonderful things happen when you set aside your fears. so we played, and i was not scared anymore. I saw through all that mischief right to the smile upon his lips.
we found a cobblestone path and i thought how lovely it was to walk through the yellow leaved trees with their petals all around. What a beautiful night, what glorious fog, what a special friend to share it all with.
we then came across a bench, a bench waiting on a train. I decided to sit and wait with it. the elf and i laughed and laughed, we laughed mostly because we were brilliant...our ideas, our words, our letter, the story we would tell and the time and place of a farm and growing old and laughing together in our rocking chairs...or maybe a bench like the one we found ourselves on for 3 hours..laughing and staring at each other. we also laughed because we knew how mad we were, how crazy we must look laughing at 4am on a train bench in the middle of the fog in a town that was empty. we were both well aware of both our brilliancy and madness. this is why we laughed. we had discovered the secrets and now we had found another who had discovered the same secrets.
we would make up our own world, we vowed, if i didnt make it up..its not real..it wont belong in our world. like the government.
we were free to kick down all those tall lego block buildings that keep me from seeing the mountains and the sky. assholes..whose idea was that..not mine.
we got to the end of our walk. somehow, we ended up right at the place i had started it all. but i was sad, i did not want to leave my friend. and in fact, just in that moment i arrived and decided i had to go to sleep..i realized i loved the little elf. and i couldnt help but say it. "i love you" with out hesitation and with those eyes "i love you too", "i will see you again", "ok". i walked backwards all the way to the door thinking i might forget it all if i turned away.
i smiled the whole time i laid in my bed..in fact, i didnt sleep at all. i just replayed the night over and over..all the words that were said...the way his face looked, his mischievous smile. all of it, was all a dream. i couldn't be sure that any of it was real. maybe my mind came to life, maybe i made it up..imagined it...and there it was. i wasnt to be sure what had just happened. but i was sure that those mushrooms i had eaten had made my stomach hurt now and i was very thirsty.
i saw him again. it had all been true. waiting for my train..the same bench...he came there..in hopes of seeing me. here we were, but only to say bye. goodbye.
a little while later, after time and time of replaying that nights event and feeling the way i had felt that night...i returned to place my arms around him and press my lips against his check and say 'lets go play in the trees'. but when i returned, i did see him, but he was no longer there. no, not the same elf at all. it had been as if none of it was real at all, except for in my mind. he had disappeared just as quickly as he had appeared.
that quick and he was gone, pewf, so i turned around and started walking..once again talking to myself. An elf and a faerie, playing in the oaks. how enchanting it all was. and i was indeed proud of how brave i had been.
so i was walking along a brown road, thinking and talking to myself about all my thoughts... mostly giggling at the thought of how brilliantly mad i had turned out to be over all this time of life, when suddenly i came across this little elf. this elf came out of no where, but once he was there i could not imagine a time when he wasnt there. the little elf had come bearing gifts. He reached out his hand. "Yummi treats for me!" we sat and talked about everything. He knew the thoughts i spoke of, and i knew his thoughts. It were as if he had been my mind all long and i his. And here we were, in the middle of the oaks.
with him he carried a sack around his torso. he asked if id like some treats he had found. The trees had given him a gift of fungi. lovely fungi. together we snacked.
"ha" i said to myself, but this time out loud "ha, where am i. i dont know where i am and how i will go about getting home..and i must get home at some time. "why?" he asked in his mischievous convincing tone. "well, i suppose i will have to go back at some time..thats where all my belongings are..and well my kitty, you know..and a bed is nice" "oh dear. i do hope i can find my way out of these unfamiliar trees"
"I must start venturing that way, towards the way i think i came from..yes, i will walk that way." "well i will walk with you then." "ok, then but i need an apple, oh to have an apple would be so delicious" and would you believe after those words..that mischievous little one went climbing up a tree and came down with an apple! "oh boy! what a wonderful day for me, an apple. oh thank you little one." and so we began to walk.
Now i must say, i was a bit nervous, a bit scared that the little elf might eat me right up. For kind loving faeries are never supposed to play with mischievous little elves. but as we talked and frolicked around in the muck. I saw in his eye..."yes, indeed that is a sparkle of kindness and of love." I must be brave, wonderful things happen when you set aside your fears. so we played, and i was not scared anymore. I saw through all that mischief right to the smile upon his lips.
we found a cobblestone path and i thought how lovely it was to walk through the yellow leaved trees with their petals all around. What a beautiful night, what glorious fog, what a special friend to share it all with.
we then came across a bench, a bench waiting on a train. I decided to sit and wait with it. the elf and i laughed and laughed, we laughed mostly because we were brilliant...our ideas, our words, our letter, the story we would tell and the time and place of a farm and growing old and laughing together in our rocking chairs...or maybe a bench like the one we found ourselves on for 3 hours..laughing and staring at each other. we also laughed because we knew how mad we were, how crazy we must look laughing at 4am on a train bench in the middle of the fog in a town that was empty. we were both well aware of both our brilliancy and madness. this is why we laughed. we had discovered the secrets and now we had found another who had discovered the same secrets.
we would make up our own world, we vowed, if i didnt make it up..its not real..it wont belong in our world. like the government.
we were free to kick down all those tall lego block buildings that keep me from seeing the mountains and the sky. assholes..whose idea was that..not mine.
we got to the end of our walk. somehow, we ended up right at the place i had started it all. but i was sad, i did not want to leave my friend. and in fact, just in that moment i arrived and decided i had to go to sleep..i realized i loved the little elf. and i couldnt help but say it. "i love you" with out hesitation and with those eyes "i love you too", "i will see you again", "ok". i walked backwards all the way to the door thinking i might forget it all if i turned away.
i smiled the whole time i laid in my bed..in fact, i didnt sleep at all. i just replayed the night over and over..all the words that were said...the way his face looked, his mischievous smile. all of it, was all a dream. i couldn't be sure that any of it was real. maybe my mind came to life, maybe i made it up..imagined it...and there it was. i wasnt to be sure what had just happened. but i was sure that those mushrooms i had eaten had made my stomach hurt now and i was very thirsty.
i saw him again. it had all been true. waiting for my train..the same bench...he came there..in hopes of seeing me. here we were, but only to say bye. goodbye.
a little while later, after time and time of replaying that nights event and feeling the way i had felt that night...i returned to place my arms around him and press my lips against his check and say 'lets go play in the trees'. but when i returned, i did see him, but he was no longer there. no, not the same elf at all. it had been as if none of it was real at all, except for in my mind. he had disappeared just as quickly as he had appeared.
that quick and he was gone, pewf, so i turned around and started walking..once again talking to myself. An elf and a faerie, playing in the oaks. how enchanting it all was. and i was indeed proud of how brave i had been.
