Love me when I least deserve it, that's when I need it the most.

Part of Discovery Journey

"While we may believe
our world - our reality
to be that is - is but one
manifestation of the essence
Other planes lie beyond the reach
of normal sense and common roads
But they are no less real
than what we see or touch or feel
Denied by the blind church
'cause these are not the words of God
- the same God that burnt the knowing"
Burzum-Lost Wisdom (1991)

The New Dimension of Dreams

The crystal clear, blue sky of that day was full of kites, a marvelous explosion of colors and shapes floating above The Fantastic City. It was again that time of the year, when the citizens of the Fantastic City were given the chance to see the miracle and win a special award... as long as they could find it: among all those kites, there would be one that would fly by itself, no strings and no wings...Everbody in the town, putting on their best and most cherished costumes, would come out on this day and all eyes would survey the sky till dusk.
All of the sudden, a young boy is pushing his way through the crowd and screams from the top of its lungs: "The Chant! The Chant is here!"...
All eyes focus then in the direction pointed by the boy and the crowd lets out a deep gasp...Indeed, there was the Chant, the miraculous kite, with no strings and no wings, flying smoothly among all the other kites..It has the shape of a human head, with dark purple skin, gloomy white hair and an imprinted expression of eternal calm.
But there's one more trick to get the special prize, you'd have to be able to follow The Chant to its palace, of which no one alive knows its location.
From the entire crowd, only one woman is able to follow it all the way...all the way till a huge, very tall and very dense oak. That's where The Chant disappeares, among its branches. She's trying to see how tall the oak is, but the top of it is hidden high above in the clouds, far away from any human.
She looks again and goes around the oak, but just when she was about to give up and go back to The Fantastic City, a swing made of fine leaves and young twings, made it's way down, inviting her for a ride...Reluctantly, she steps on it and the moment she put her other foot on the swing, it rapidly starts to go higher and higher to the top of oak, which is still impossible to see...
...And this is how my dream ended...hope I'll see soon the next episode...