“Oh no, no, you did have an effect on my emotions. I thought we were watching a terrifying movie!”
He answered back, “Really?”
“You know it!”
After these exchanges of words, he seemed to be a little more relaxed. At this time, I thought we will tell him. While staring at him, I told him, “You will be in the book tomorrow, so don’t worry. You’ll be back in the play.”
He jumped up excited and said, “Are you for sure?”
“Yes, I believe so. They say my dream is good for only one day.”
Then the mystery of the wish goes back to the page we picked inside the green book. He shouted, “Excellent! I hope we didn’t miss any rehearsals. I couldn’t help myself from laughing, and we laughed so hard watching this Dr. Jekyll image dancing around in circles with so much enthusiasm, looking as if he came back to life.
While we were enjoying the good news, I pondered about this character that belongs in a play, and after a few more hours, I’ll probably never see him again. So I asked him, “What is the part that you play in the story?”
He stopped to think while he took his top hat off and started rubbing his forehead. He was stunned, and said he couldn’t remember.
“Well, then what is your name?”
Lightly scratching his temple, he kind of grinned and said, “I don’t remember that either.”
Collecting my thoughts together, I decided to ask, “How do you know that you’re in a play?”
“Since you brought that up, what I remember was, we were acting as a fiend trying to frighten somebody that was a cast in the play. But I don’t recall who!” I told him if we knew what the title of the story was, we would read it later to see how good you were. He got somewhat choked up and said, “You would do that for me?”
“Sure, I would, since we met you coming from a mystic book of dreams.”
He told me, “I’ll try very hard to remember.” But in the meantime, he was practicing his role-acting on some scenes from a sketch. Befuddled with curiosity had me staring in the sky, watching this stranger play, acting as if there was nothing else on his mind. I couldn’t help myself but kept wondering why!
While glancing at him, I was being amazed by the ability of his skills. He was showing strong verbal quality from that temperamental scornful voice he has.
Then the hour came without any warning or notice. The green book opened, and a mist of fog came out to take this actor back. As I glared at this supernatural phenomenon, it quickly enveloped him, and as it was going back in the green book, I heard him saying “sni…d-d-d,” and the book had closed.
It was as if he had “one foot in and one foot out” of the green book. But what was he trying to tell me, saying snid?” Was it his name or part of a title? Well, I guess we’ll find out someday.”
I think I’ll wait another day before we pick another wish from the mystery book.
The Clouds, the Rain, and I
It was a hot sticky day of traveling in the desert as I was wearing my shorts with sew-on flannel patches that kept the jeans together and a tank top where I was burning my shoulders to a crisp; that’s when I happened to find myself lost in a desert. In this shiny dust bowl after entering a somewhat barren land, I was walking to a place that I didn’t have any idea where, and now I’m suspicious of where I came.
My sense of direction has led me a stray trying to find my correction! My selection has caused me to lose my perception!
Puzzled by this, now I know I was looking for my perfection!
My question was, “Will somebody help me with a suggestion?”
Talking to myself, “Are we going to go back around to find you, to help me out with my inception?”
Standing there confusing myself after walking for a while in the heated sand, I was glancing around with my hand tilted sideways on my forehead blocking out the sun.
We were looking for any signs of life that we could go to. Those mystical waves coming up out of the sand were floating in the air, making it hard to see straight. The sun’s powerful heat continually beating upon my skin; it felt as if we were cooking ourselves on a barbeque pit. The perspiration that was dripping off me, we could fill a cup up in no time.
Staggering in my footprints, the sand seemed to sink below my ankle line on each step I took. One thing I realized was that we ran out of water three hours back. Only if I had saved some water for later, I wouldn’t be drenched and seeing wavy steam lines.
It was time to take a break. I was getting tired and exhausted from walking in the sand. While sitting on the hot sand, I made sure I wasn’t exposing any skin to the sand; it probably would of burn the skin off my hide. Wiping the sweat off my face using my T-shirt, I happen to glance at a hill side dune; there seemed to be a shadowy reflection over the hill.
Thinking I may see mirages, I took another quick glimpse over the hill and saw a tall object glaring off the sun from a distance. I thought I’ll walk toward that place.
The heat was starting to get unbearable while dragging my feet up this hill. Steamy waves rising toward the skyline kind of put me in a dreamy sensation.
In this warm stuffy terrain, the air seemed to become denser and a little harder to breathe.
My destination seemed to look farther away than what we thought. In my delirious mind, I was getting “closer and closer” with each step I took. When we approached within eyesight, I saw it, one of the biggest oak trees I ever seen.
“Glaring at its gleaming leaves and branches” made me think I’m going to sit down under the shade of this big oak tree and rest. With an awe expression, “I saw grass that encircled this nice moist tree.” While resting, we laid our head against the trunk and closed our eyes trying to relax from this hot day.
About the time we started to sleep, a strange behavior within the vicinity had woke me up. Looking all around, we pondered, “Where are these sounds coming from?”
There was nothing in sight, not even the wind was blowing. There was no living creature crawling or running across the horizon of this open domain. I kept glancing for movement or noises, but it was quiet. I thought to myself we must be hearing things.
As we lay back once again, “I heard snickering giggles and short burst of laughter” surrounding me from the air! There also was “muttering voices” you could barely perceive. This made me think out loud and wonder, “What’s happening?” It was as if someone was pulling practical jokes on my account.
With a hasty glance, I looked upon the sky, amazed only to see “two lonely clouds,” and they seemed to be bumping into each other while they were smiling. So I sat there staring at them for a while; there wasn’t anything else to see or do.
Whatever the noise was somehow it disappeared, but this put a suspicious thought in my head. Well, I decided to lie back with my head against the tree and tried to rest again.
After a few minutes passed by, I heard a “squeak commenced to tapping,” and the “loudness of footsteps started rapping, the thunder sounding off with a clippity-clap-clop” commotion was opening up with a curious melody being drawn out!
While glaring up, I was hearing a tone of harmony as if it was playing in a choir band. The song seemed to remain the same when the action in the sky started performing some unusual ritual that I have never seen before!
At this time, I noticed a “small side hutch window open” between the two clouds, a hand throws something, and as it flies out, then the hutch proceeded to close again!
This window had done