“MylifeisreallycheapandIreallydon’tknoilldie.PerhapsIwillbeecriticallyilheroadside.Iwillbeeanuncimedcorpse,aJohnDoemissedbyhepolicewouldreleasemybodytosomemedicalfacility,whointurnwillgiveittosomeprofessorofAnatomyandPhysiologytobeusedtoteachhismedicalstudentshowtodissectahumanbody.Iwillbeidonasbinabandtheprofessorwillusehisscalpeltoopenupmybody,takeoutmyheart,liver,stomach,kidneyandans.Hewillylimbsandmyheadanddividethemamonghisstudentstodoexperimentson.Imyselfdon’treallyknowwhattheinsideofmybodyislike,buttheprofessorwillusemybodytoteachhisstudentssaying,“Thisismuscle…thisishisishumanbrain…It’sreallyun-nervingtopte…Intheendmybodywillbeeaheapofstripsandslices.ButIsupposethat’salrightsinceIamdeadalreadyandwohing…ButIamreallyunwillingtodiewithoutknowingwhatmydestinyislike…Whentheydismembermybody,perhapstheycouldalsofindwhatmyfate,mydestinywaslike…Ohwell,Dimitri,IthinkthatlikeyouIamalsogiventoflightsoffancy.What’stheuseofthinkingaboutthesethings?Iamfeelinghungryagain.Thisstomaineisreallytroublesome.It’slikeabottomlesspitthateverbefilled…IsupposeIwouldhavetotrymyludseeifIfindsomethi.Goodbyemyoldfrie’sbothgoourownwaytogetsomefood.”Sayingso,theagingmanstoodup,dustedtheseatofhispantsandtinuedonhiswayalongtheroadside.
Intheblueskiesthesun,graduallysettingi.waslikeatorwillingtobeextinguishedandwasgivingforththeremainderofhisenergy.AfterDavidleft,Dimitri’smindwasinturmoil.Hewaswhowhislifewouldend.PerhapsitwouldbejustastragidwretchedasDavid’s,dyingbytheroadsideandgivenbytheauthoritiestomedicalfacilitiesasacorpsetobedissectedasexperimentsformedicalstudents.Tobehigh-miwouldbeatributiontosocietytodonateone’sbodytofurtherstificresearch.“Butmyfateisevenworse”hethought..“AtleastDavidwasabletoseewithhiseyeswhilehewasaliveandhismovementswerefree.ButIotsee,mymovementsareinhibitedandmybodysuffersfromotherimpedimentscausedbymydisability.IntheendIstillotescapethefateofbeingdismemberedanddissected…Davidhopesthatafterheisdead,hecouldknowwhathisfateainywaslike.Thatofcourseisimpossible.Nomatterhowminutelyhisbodyiscutup,hewillnotbeabletoseehisdestiny.InmyomatterhowyoucutmeupyouotfindtheKingdomofDreamsi.InthismundaneworldImaybeapoor,disabled,pennilesshomelessbeggarbutinmyKingdomofDreamsIamaking,richasMidas.Ihavemagnifitpaumerousbeautiestoseetomyeverywantandtheloveofloyalsubjects.Everythingissoperfecthere.IfthereisaKingdomofDreamsi,shouldn’ttherebeoooinDavid’sheart?Ithinkthatintheheartofeverypoorandsufferingperson,thereshouldbeaKingdomofDreams.Whenthesufferingoftheirbodiestormentsthem,theyalwaysseekrefugethereandfindsodpeace.Thereunattaihingscouldbegottenandindignantfeelingscouldbesoothed.ButitseemsthatnoteveryonehasfoundtheirinnateKingdohedepthofmyheart,thereisthisstpieceofparadise.WhenIfirialsandtributionsofthemundaneworldtoomue,Ialwaysretreatthere.ThoughIamfeelinghungry,thirstyandtirednowandbeforemyeyesareonlyfuzzydarkhatmakesithardformetofindmyway,allthisisofnosequencebecausewhendarknessfallsbeautifuldreamswilletome,whichIcouldsavorandenjoytomyheart’stent.”Dimitrismiled.Thesettingsunsuddenlyburstforthwithitsremainingenergydazzlingasgoldandfmingasfireandcoloredtheskieswithitsbrilliantrays.
Thefigureofatalndstalwartmanrushingswiftlyaheadfshedbyuheluminousmoonlight.Ah,itwasthatmaivitywhosomuchresembledthesungodApollo!Hewascarryingawomanunderhisarms,nootherthaleImaginationwhowasbeautifusaflower.Thetwoofthem,afraidofbeingcaughtbyJehovah,hadbeenrunningfortheirliveseversinceesgtheGardenofEden.Atfirsttheyranhandinhand,butthedelicateImaginationwasmuchslowerthanherpartner,soCreativityswoopedherupandcarriedherunderhisarmstoihespeedoftheirget-away.Theyhadbeendashingmindlesslyalongfrtillnightfortheykhowlongorhowfar,untilthemooheydidnotknowwhetheritwasthedarkhathelpedthemorwhetheritwasthatJehovahhademptedtocapturethem;buttheyseemedtohavegottenawaythistime.ImaginationspokeupfromunderCreativity’sarms,
“Stop.Stop.Letmedown.Youaresuffogme!”Creativitystoppedaherdown.Imaginationstoodtheretryingtogetherbreathandusedherfiobhertangledhairmessedupbythewind,saying,
“Jehovahdidnoteafterus.Heletusoffthehookoncemore.Tobetruthful,heisreallykindanddidnothavethehearttopunishusorwewouldneverhavebeeogetaway.”Creativitynoddedinagreement.ImaginationlookedupatCreativityandsawthathewascalmandcollectedasusual.Shewalkeduptohimandsnuggledinhisarms.Usingherslenderhandstocaresshisbroadchestshetinued,“Ah,hyouare!Youhavebeencarryingmeunderyourarmsfrtillnightwhichdoubledtheweight,butyouarenotevenpanting.Youarestrohamajestioblesteed!”Creativitysmiledinsatisfasaying,
“IjustthepeteintheOlympicmarathohathumansholdeveryfouryears.OtherwiseIamsureIcouldeasilywinthechampionshipandmyrecordwouldneverbesurpassed!”Imaginationwalkedawayfromhimandlookedalroundsaying,
“Whereisthispce?Itlookssofamiliar!ThekeisneandmajesticasStarMooheKingdomofDreamsaerisnotasblueandcrystalclear.Therosebushesarepretty,butthenagaintheyarenotasmagnifitasthoseinKingDimitri’sgardenthathepntedandtookself.Butit’sstilrathernicepthemundaneworld.Ah,Iremembernow…Isn’tthistherosegardenthatKingDimitriusedtoeandlingeraround?“
“Ahyes”excimedCreativityasifsuddenlythinkingofsomething.“Shouldn’twegonowtofindourmasterKingDimitri?”Imaginationsmiledmysteriouslyandsaid,
“Ohno,no,no.Wedoogoandfindhim.Hewilleheretofindus.”
“Really?Howdoyouknow?”
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