“It’shere!Thewhitedoveishere.ItknowsmeasIhaveseenherbefore.SheisthemessengerfromtheKingdomofDreams.”ChariheFrenchdoorsandranintothesmallbackyardwaving,jumpingandcallingtothewhitedovesaying,“I’mhere.I’mrighthere.Haveyhtmegoodnews?”ThedovealsosawCharinaandopeningitsbeakdroppedthenoteshehadbeenholdihenitturnedaroundandflewbacktowardsthedeepblueskies.Charinarantowardsthewhitepieceofpaperflutteringdownfromabovearicateditfromthebranalltree.Assheranintothelivingroomwiththenoteinherhand,Dimitriaskedanxiously,
“Whatdoesitsay?Whatdoesitsay?”Charihenoteandwitheyeswideopeslowlyandclearly.
“DearKingDimitri:Iwanttoreporttoyoodnews,butIdon’tknowwheretobegin.Itisquiteanunbelievablemystery.GiantMountainhasrevertedbacktoitsinalfiant’sparalyzedposturehoweverhasged.Itisnolongerlyingprostratebutisreingtowardstherightwithhislegsslightlybent.Hisrighthandcupshisandhislefthandisonhisabdomen.Heisfastasleep,hisexpressionsereneandfortable.Helooksasifonedayhewould,yawn,situpandstretchhimself.Hemayeverstandupandwalkaround.Itisreallyquitesurreandunbelievable.NothingisimpossibleintheKingdomofDreams.Youmustbeveryhappytohearofthisgoodnews.Ahioreportis,thathugecliffwithits30–40meterwaterfallthatemergedattheentrahekeaftertheearthquakeandtsunami,somehowsuddenlysanktothebottomoftheke.Deannaswamdownandfoundthefloorofthekesmoothandwithnotraceofthefallencliff.Isn’tthatstrange?IhaveledthenativesbacktotheKingdomTheyarefishing,huntingandfarmingastheyusedtoandhaveresumedtheoldorderoflife.ThemountainsandwatersoftheKingdomofDreamsareevenmorebeautifulthantheyusedtobe.ThepeopleareallwaitingimpatientlyforthereturnoftheirKing.Whenwillyoueback,KingDimitri?Whyareyoustillwanderingaroundinthemundaneworld?ebaajesty.SignedMedusa.”TherewasionofDwarfMickey.Medusadidoknowthatthetreasurytrovewasinthehugecliff,andthatDwarfMickeyhadsunktothebottomofthekewithit.“Well”saidCharina.“Thatshouldbesideredgoodnews.Right?”Dimitrinodded,butdidnotreply.Withhishandsonhischeeks,heseemedhalfasleepashefellintoadeepreverie.Charinadidnotwanttobotherhim,soshetookMaureenandtiptoedoutofthelivingroom.DimitrirememberedthefirsttimeDwarfMickeyenteredhisdreams,andreminiscedabouthowtheyterbecamefriendsrememberingeverylittledetail,eachdropletsofversation.DwarfMickeywasincredibleandinexplicable.Dimitricouldonlysavetheimageofhisoldfriendintahisheart.
Chapter4Imaginationaivity
Uhesunlight,aslewofsoapbubblesfloatedintheair,glisteningwithmulti-coloredsheen.Ayoungmotherholdingher4-5-year-oldsonwalkedpastDimitri.TheboylookedatDimitricrouchedattheerofthestreet,hisclothestattered,hisdisorderlybeardunshaved,staringattheblueskieswithsightlesseyesaasenseofpityforthepoorhomelessbeggar.HewalkedoverandheldoutsomethingtowardsDimitrisaying,
“Here.Thisisforyoutopywith.”Dimitriheldouthishands,ranhisfingersovertheobjedkwasatoyliketheonehehadpyedwithwhenhewasaboy.Itwasasmallgssbottleattachedwithatinystrawcircledwithsomewire.Helookedtowardstheboyandsaid,
“Thankyouverymuch.Godblessyou.It’sverykindofyou.”Theboygiggledandranbaotherawoofthemwalkedawayholdinghands.Dimitriwasjustfeelingboredwwhattodowithhistimewhenherewasatoyhehadnotpyedwithsincehewassmall.Hehadlongfottenthatsuchathied.Pullingoutthestopper,hedippedhistinystrawintothebottleandblewonit.Astringofmulti-coloredsoapbubblesfloatedintotheair.Dimitriseemedtohaverecoveredthechildlikeinnoceofhischildhoodandtioblobubbleswithgreatrelisha.Alroundhimwerenoisyfootsteps,somebrisk,andfulloffidehoughhewasblind,Dimitricouldfeelthevibesofthejeeringandsfullookscasthisway,looksthatwerepletelydevoidofhumaiment.Theyseemedtosay,“Timeismoimeproducewealth.Sittingattheerofthestreetisjustwastingtimeandwastingyourlife.Youareadregofsociety,agood-for-nothing!”ButDimitrisattherepletelyignthoseknife-likedigs.Ashetioblobubbles,hemutteredtohimself,“Iliveformyselfalone.Whathasotherpeople’slookshavetodowithme?Tocareabouttheopinionofothersislikeaskingfortroubleandwmyselffornothing…”Themulti-coloredbubblesfloatingupwardsandsoondisappeared.Likedreams,bubblesbursteasily,butsoonotherbubblesfloatuptotheskies,justasotherdreamsetotakethepceoftheirpredecessors..Thus,Dimitri’sblifebecameridfull,andckedfornothing.Hefortedhimselfsaying,”Solongastherearedreams,everythingwillbefine.Solongastherearedreams,lifeisbeautifundIshallwantfornothingandIhingelse.”Heblewanotherfabulouslyrgebubblewhichfloatedupanduptowardstheskies.
Dimitrisatthereblowingbubbles.Thestrangeandicfigureofamiddle-agedhomelessperson,whoseattentionwassolelytratedonblowingsoapbubblesusingatoyforyoungboys,arousedthecuriosityofpasserbyers.AlthoughDimitriwasblind,hewasverysensitivetotheatmospherearoundhimandsoohehadbeeaofiocuriouspedestrians.Itwasthenthatherealizedhewasinthewrongpce.Acrossthestreetwasafashionablecaféwhichwasfulnytimeofthedayandpeoplewerestantlyinginoingout.Hestoodupandwalkedtoastreetertoescapethescrutinyofotherpeople.
JustatthistimehisloyalservantsImaginationaivitywereminglinginthecrowdihecafe.Theywereliketwogeniihidingintheair.Theycouldseeeverythingbutwereinvisibletoothers.Thestrongaigsmellofcoffeepermeatedthecaféwhilemelodiouslovesongsoftheoldiesthathadretlybeeallthevogue,pyedinthebackground.Goodsongswillnevergooutoffashioronshereallhaveeleicdevifrontofthem,somebigsomesmall.Thebiggestwereaboutthesizeofanotebook,whilethesmallothepalmoftheirhands.Imaginationaivityrememberedthatontheirwaytothiscafé,whetheritwasatbusstops,oronBART,manypassengershadeleicssbeforethem.Everianshurryingontheirwaygncedeverynowasomethingintheirhands.Whatfasationisthereoronicsthatcouldcatchtheattentionofthusmanypeopleforsugatime?Theywereallsoabsorbedthattheireyeballsstaredunblinkinglyatthes!
Imaginationlookedamidstthepatronscurioustofindoutwhatcouldattracttheiandattentionofsomanypeople.Shefoundthatsomewerepyingvideogames,someweretryingtosolvedifficultandintricatemathematis,somewerelookingforanddownloadinginformationtheyneededfromthelibrariesandsomewereshoppingonline,buyingclothes,shoes,underwearoretiehousewivesweredoingawholeweek’sgroceryshoppingandsomepeoplewerejustansweringordeletinge-mails.Stillotherswereinchatroomstalkingohfriendsaivesohersideoftheglobeortalkingtoabsolutestrangersinfntries.Inaword,youbuyanythingyouwantohtheexceptionsormedicationthatneededadoctor’sprescription.Thewebalsoofferedallkindseandmultifariousinformation,suchasteagyouhowtomakeabombyourselfathomeandhowtoitsuicideettheendImaginatioheclusionthatsolongasyouknowhowtooperatethishandyandportablemae,youhavealltheinformationtheworldhastoofferinyourpalm.Ofcoursetherewerelotsofotherfunsofthishandyandportablemaethattheyhadnotdiscovered.
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