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Welcome to Paradise
Welcome to Paradise. Paradise is the new idea of staycation. I’ve been working here for years now, and let me tell you, as a job, it’s no paradise. Paradise is part of the new idea of vacation, since the real world became a place no one wants to visit any longer. Of course, I couldn’t afford a vacation anyway, not even a virtual one, that’s why I’m working in Paradise. I work as a sort of travel agent for virtual reality, helping folks to find their dream vacations. If you are interested in skiing the Alps, travelling down the canals of Italy in a gondola, exploring the rainforests of Costa R...
outcast
CN: death My bare feet sink into the soft, chilled, packed earth and the magic from the soil soaks into my weary bones. I take a deep breath of the fresh mountain air---healing my anxiety as it flows into my lungs. Closing my eyes, listening to the young bird song and the crackle of foliage with each step I take. On the wind there is a chant so rhythmic it calls to my soul and I lift my skirt to walk more quickly towards the roar. I’d run from this place, these people when I’d been old enough to think I knew better. I was terribly wrong. I’d thrown over peace, calm and Mother Nature to work o...
The White Hours
I had the dream again last night. I say last night, but itwww.onedoor.cc was really this morning. The time that is neither night nor morning, the time the French call Les Heures Blanches, the white hours, and although they are more often grey, even though dawn comes early at the moment, I can see why they are called that.The thing is, I no longer know, and wonder if I ever did, if it is a dream of something that was once real, or just a dream of a dream of a dream. I know some maintain no dream comes from nowhere, but that is one of those phrases that can be interpreted how we choose, or how others choose f...
They Wait...
“Hey! Hey you! Look around the yard. Can’t you see what’s happening?”“What?”“Look around you!”“Are you talking to me?”“Yes, I’m talking to you! Don’t you see what’s happening?”“I see it.”“Aren’t you going to do something?”“I will. When I’m ready.”“When you’re ready? When will you be ready?”“When everything is right.”“What does that even mean?” No response.“What’s wrong with that tree?” said the young Redbud to the tree next to him.“They wait,” said the older, more experienced Oak.“They wait? What for?”“She told you,” said the Oak. “They wait for things to be right.”“I don’t know what that mean...