Mind and Me.

Hallucinating...

I've dreamed of a mystical garden, filled with orchards, violets and amaranth florals, hanging trees above crystal water falls... pouring gently on the white rocks, pebbles and golden flints. The pure stream running eastwards direction to the amber sunrise as the subtle breeze had directed, lives below this water speaks language a man would understands even if deaf...they told me "look beyond what you see, let the inspiration and justifications of imagination or fantasy turning into reality".

Close edges of the running water are wispy ornamental grasses. fountain grass lay gently on the little blue stem also around the feather Reed grass... rainbow at the sky is magnificent in view, aside the seven colours is gold included.. I could feel the four seasons under the sun come and go daily...a day comes a season and another day is a different season entirely... the most beautiful of them are the spring, Summer and Autumn. where is this place?.. it's a place where mystical creatures are in concord amongst animals. a unicorn and a phoenix they are the product of freedom, total gentleness, true virginity and innocence, divinity in motion and magic. harmony, peace, and balance. This magical creatures symbolizes fire and passion – the flames of true inspiration for all living breeds. it is a subconscious message to ask myself “Where is my life? Am I ready to align my physical nature with my spiritual nature?”.. with studies and relations. this you know and understand the deepest secrets and the knowledge behind their act. I see butterflies of various colours around me, whispering soothing sounds to my ears... I hear the birds singing, a rhythmical pill for depression pitch by pitch higher they sang right from the very first sweet melody to the very last refrain. even a musician I can’t create a perfect match of what I’ve heard before, it’s magical.. I took a walk around, in my curious adventure, I saw a very giant tree having a structure of a baobab tree, it bears different kinds of fruits one could ever imagined, how fascinating! I wondered beneath the tree are beds of mystical roses, these roses has feelings, develops a mutual feeling with the hearts state with different colour expressions.. at a moment I was happy true happiness was what I felt, seconds follows with a bitter sadness deep sorrow and anguish I tried to clear the phantoms off my head and grasp reality, this is a mirage conspiracy.. then at a sudden the feeling changes, a thrilling eccentric ecstasy engulfed me like an emotional frenzy, I enjoyed the lustful moment while at these strange feelings the roses kept changing it’s beautiful colours from my youngest years till this moment here I’ve never seen such lovely colours.. looking closely I saw a velvet tiger under the tree, an animal with a pure blue eyes her teeth and fangs whitened as snow flakes, big as a size of a grown African horse, a tiger of that nature is no ordinary. I moved closer to the tree as the grass part ways for me.. above me, a huge bird flew past them back.. hovering above me is an eagle, a golden eagle I kept staring at the it while it flew off the misty hill across the garden. I looked down at the tiger who kept a fixed gaze at me, I felt her gaze burn deep down my soul like a fire, not to hurt my heart, but a warm mist got in me, Its as if a baby taking a warm bath in the morn.. I felt I could pure out my insecurities to her while she keeps me warm, I wanted to tell her a secret but my lips won’t move, so I stared back.. slowly the tiger moved closer to me, I didn’t even hear a sound of her claws marching towards my stiff body..” such majesty!” I thought, she spoke on a sweet sensational tone even without opening its mouth “align your heart with mine, then you can hear me” I sighed in calmness as her voice echoes in my heart “you have a beautiful eyes, seductive, and lovable to gaze upon, a key to people’s heart but filled with sadness, don’t let it destroy others” the creature surprisingly smiled and sprouted wings then also flew off...I looked around and thought “what is this place?” i could start with the statement:. Come in to me I know of a mystical garden, in here all mysteries are parted, it’s like a mirage ghost of imagination and pure inspiration, not all I saw and experienced is written, some are best not disclosed, it’s best Concealed. and others are just too hard to explain on writing. But in there, nothing's Impossible, nothing's concealed everything here is for real, it’s a dream you never want to wake up from, a visions and ideals. Who creates wonders like nobody can? The Mind, it plays the game.. it travels far beyond the seven wonders of earth.. the mind in the magic is you, your thinking creates the illusion, with a shake of head you bring forth the unreal.. at a place like this it rained even as the sun was bright above the sky I looked up to the hill top, then ran towards it, I saw a fountain valley that springs fresh wine.. it tasted nothing like the one’s I’ve had before I could taste purity in the wine, I felt all my nerves relaxed. Then I thought again...”what is this place?” all I could answer was ..My Dreams Took Me To A Place Without No Name..

P.s: Michael.