There is a City inside every person. Don't you believe it? Close your eyes and picture a City. Your secret world. Some of you have just imagined a megalopolis with many skyscrapers. Or did you see a green forest with tents and houses? Or maybe you live in the desert with pyramids? Or a small village is enough for you?
If you couldn't imagine a City, try to draw in your mind a separate house, a pyramid, a tree and somebody living in each room. Someone you've known for a lifetime or you've met a month, a week, or even a day ago! Everyone has their own room (or two, or even three). Someone is standing in the corridor or passing by your house, glancing in the window of your soul then walks away without leaving any reminance. Imagine another house which has a lot of rooms as well, but in these rooms reside your dreams, thoughts, imagination. Visualize many houses which are inhabited by rivers, lakes, seas or even oceans of wept tears of joy and sorrow. Mysterious Temples where secrets live. Cemetaries of broken hopes and dreams.
Inside some people have occupied many events and even planets. Those are the people who have a dynamic lifestyle and a lot of friends, great plans for the future and big dreams.
My City turns out to be a huge megalopolis with multi-coloured lodges and gray skyscrapers. Every week place is attacked by fires and once in a month by earthquakes and tsunamis. Every single year, thoughts of the world ending freaks out the citizens.
Maybe it keeps happening because I settle in one separate house. All the people I care for and those dreams, fantasies and thoughts which live on the last floor of the skyscrapers, are throwing down paper-planes which get burned without having reached their destination.
There is also an Island with a silent forest. In it there are haunted houses and inside beautiful butterflies are flying around. On the rocky shores there is a huge castle with violet walls - this is where my muse lives.
It gets very foggy quite often in my City.
If you couldn't imagine a City, try to draw in your mind a separate house, a pyramid, a tree and somebody living in each room. Someone you've known for a lifetime or you've met a month, a week, or even a day ago! Everyone has their own room (or two, or even three). Someone is standing in the corridor or passing by your house, glancing in the window of your soul then walks away without leaving any reminance. Imagine another house which has a lot of rooms as well, but in these rooms reside your dreams, thoughts, imagination. Visualize many houses which are inhabited by rivers, lakes, seas or even oceans of wept tears of joy and sorrow. Mysterious Temples where secrets live. Cemetaries of broken hopes and dreams.
Inside some people have occupied many events and even planets. Those are the people who have a dynamic lifestyle and a lot of friends, great plans for the future and big dreams.
My City turns out to be a huge megalopolis with multi-coloured lodges and gray skyscrapers. Every week place is attacked by fires and once in a month by earthquakes and tsunamis. Every single year, thoughts of the world ending freaks out the citizens.
Maybe it keeps happening because I settle in one separate house. All the people I care for and those dreams, fantasies and thoughts which live on the last floor of the skyscrapers, are throwing down paper-planes which get burned without having reached their destination.
There is also an Island with a silent forest. In it there are haunted houses and inside beautiful butterflies are flying around. On the rocky shores there is a huge castle with violet walls - this is where my muse lives.
It gets very foggy quite often in my City.
No comments:
Post a Comment