The Blue Lady and My Departure from One Reality to Another
River running, cool breeze, fresh air, dense alpine forest
I stood marveling at the blue glow surrounding her
Who is she? She is a magnet’s south, I its north
A waking dream I find myself in
I got here through no normal means
I came here like a seed is carried by the wind
There were footsteps I took
There were simple thoughts I thought
The simple thoughts were the stepping stones
After I knew it I was there and she was staring at me
She held a glass vile full of blue
What is in it? If I only knew
I had come for it with the intent of living a more fulfilling life
Reality was no longer purely the material world
What a simple notion, nothing but what is seen
I was told the potion brings a new reality for the consumer
Before I drank it the lady of blue told me:
This potion will bring you fulfillment if you accept what it has to offer
But to decline such a blessing will not be forgiven
The taste was better than words can describe
After the last of it was down my throat everything went black
The blue appeared first like a sun rise orange might in the morning
Next I saw myself sleeping in a room in a house that I did not know
After seeing myself open my eyes I became the man in the bed
I went through the house; my beautiful wife was nowhere to be seen
There were no remnants of my past life, reality had been changed
I found out that I am now a composer of trance electronic music
I used to be a high school geometry teacher
The strange thing is I now have memories of two lives
I’m missing my wife, however
I check Facebook, she is there
No picture though
Suddenly I see her with tumors all over her naked body
She is misshapen to the extreme
Why am I seeing this?
I go days and I can’t stand being without my wife
I go back to the blue lady in the forest
She is there waiting for me with her blueness permeating the space around her
I ask if I can go back
She says only a no one can go back
It hits me like a shock, I have to kill myself in this world to make it back to the old world
I contemplate the suicide
I eat hemlock to return to the one I love
Slowly I die after I take my last breath
I feel a wind blowing into the front of my body as if I’m skydiving
I wake up at seven in the morning
Beside me is the one I love still sleeping
I wake her and say I love you
She says I love you too
We kiss
A day passes and I’m still feeling the joy of being reunited with my love
I come home from work at the high school
I find my wife cold on the kitchen floor
Where did my wife go?
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