stardustcboy's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Into the Palace of Dreams let there be no doubt that i live a very rich double life. in this world i have been blessed with many a great thing. i have a strong and loving family; sound, loyal and understanding friends; an ideal job that pays well; a beautiful, caring, and passionate wife; and overall good health, a positive attitude and a generally good outlook on life, the world and the people in it. yet there is more. i live a second life, a life of dreams and fantasy. i retreat to a world unlike any that will ever exist; and unseen by all save for me. the things i have in this world, in this realm, are but poor shadows in comparison to what lies deep in the realms of my dreams. the things that i have accomplished here are simply dim and shadowy reflections of an even greater and more vibrant life that exists inside my mind. over the years i have learned to approach this world more practically. at first it was very difficult, for it always seems that the great cosmos has other plans besides the ones we set ourselves upon; and always our schedules, plots, aspirations, and goals are beset by the ever-gnawing and hungry maw of entropy and decay. but i survive despite. i see things now with very little delusion. i know what is real, and furthermore, what is accomplishable in this realm in which we live. thus, what i have become, and what i have attained are simply practical results of the world of my dreams. always though i return to those fabulous cities and lands in the dreamscape of my mind. untouched and untainted by sorrow or despair or the forces of decay and entropy. it is a pristine wilderness, a vast sea of phantasmagoric lands and worlds far beyond the sights and sounds of the world in which we live. in this place i have all that i want and desire and there is nothing that is outside my reach. here, whatever i dream is real, and there is no limit to what i can dream. i'd like to invite you to come with me for a while...into the spaces of my dreams...the worlds beyond the veil of this place...to a place outside of time and space... my home is a giant alabaster palace that hangs above all the golden spheres of the cosmos. visitors to my realm arrive on golden-winged lions at a gate of polished platinum. my palace has a seemingly limitless number of rooms and gilded golden spires that shine and gleam in the light of a million suns and million worlds. beyond the gate is a central chamber, so large it contains all the heavens. it is an orrorium filled with shining spheres and circling constellations and all the universe is mapped within. from this room leads wide halls that span for countless lengths. there is a hall that has all the paintings from all the worlds and all of time. pictures of far off places and portraits of creatures both recognizable and fantastic. there is also a warm and cozy den whose floors are lined with the soft, downy furs of great and mythical creatures. a large fire and hearth beckons those who enter to rest and sleep and stay forever in the massive palace of dreams. the air is spiced with opiates and lavender, sandalwood and cinnamon. there are rooms made of the whitest of marble and all the other myriad of colors both earthly and unseen. a great pool flanked by statues stretches from the interior of the palace out into the open air of a titanic garden. the statues are of infinitely beautiful craftsmanship, so real and lifelike that they seem to be breathing. all of my friends are here. the women have their own portion of the palace, as do the men, and we revel together without dying. we fear not sickness or pain, there is only love and passion, laughter and song, wine and merriment...and none are bound by the roles and moors of the society that we know in the real world. we live forever in the great palace of dreams and in the span of infinite aeons we find only joy in each others company. the high towers of the palace are made of purest ivory and their colorful windows are set not with glass, but with ruby, sapphire, emerald, onyx, obsidian and a countless number of precious stones and metals. the light of the million suns dances and sparkles through these windows casting rainbow hues of color over the white walls and floors. the highest tower is the bedroom. a large and airy space encircled by windows of clear crystal. at the senter of this chamber is a mountainous bed of ebony and red silk, curtained with thick folds of softest velvet. from the windows you can see everything. to the north are snow-crested mountains larger than the himilayas; to the south is a thick and verdant jungle of deepest emerald, alive with the sounds of birds and animals; to the east is a great and open desert, sparkling gold and bronze; and to the west is a mighty and endless sea, glittering gold in the sun. from this vantage it appears that one is at the top of the heavens looking down and all around are pillowy high cumulus clouds limned in silver. anything one would ever want or dream is in my palace. there are rooms to indulge every sense. endless feasts of the finest foods washed down with olympian wines - a gift from bacchus hisself - echo through the dining hall. there are exotic, dark-skinned dancers, barely clothed snaking their supple bodies to rythms both enticing and primal. there are sweet songs played from great rooms on the keys of black pianos. an aviary of all the differnt types of birds stretches for thousands of miles. in an area of the garden is a great wood where prehistoric creatures live, and in another dryads, nymphs, faeries, woses, unicorns, dragons and all the creatures of legend. in this place the air is always mild and tropical and nary is there ever a need for clothes. though when i deem a great snowstorm or rainstorm will appear and light up the nightime sky with flashes of lightning of every hue. there is no limit to my realm. all who live within are never without, and all that they dream is real. from the balcony i can step into any world in any time and in any place. i can travel with but a thought to locations and histories unknown to man. i chronicle them all and it is from these great travels that the wellspring of my inspiration in this world stems. it is a place of gods and goddesses, unbidden and unfettered by the shackles of the world in which we live now. all are free and undying and everywhere there is pleasure and delight and joy. here i can be whatever i want. a king, a noble, a god, a servant and it changes to fit my whim. i have many wives and many loves and we live forever and ever. our children are children of the stars, undying and infinite. this is my heaven. with the great beating of golden wings i return from dreams to this place, here, before the computer. it has been too long since i last visited those halls for i feel, and fear, that practicality has overwhelmed me. where are the childhood flights of fancy? where are the moments when dreams and reality are one without fear or sorrow or regret? are they gone to me? are they lost to that great kingdom in my mind? locked away in the pristine and neverending halls of my dreams? will there ever be a day when what i see in those great and awesome vistas appear before me? is it ever possible to make them one? myself at the computer says that what you get will never be what you desire; but myself in that golden and shining world of fantasy says that one day it all will come... perhaps when we are dead? perhaps when the veil of this life is lifted we step beyond the infinite to realms outside time and space, realms within our imagining? or perhaps we merely fade, like a star or a comet streaking in a brilliant and fiery arch across the heavens only to disappear into nothing...leaving only the void of space and the wondering peoples below to fathom our passing. or maybe we are merely reshaped again, into this life or another. caught again in the wheel of time - like a rat - running, spinning the wheel towards a goal both within our reach, and without.... ~B-) 7:19 p.m. - 2005-06-13 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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