viernes, 15 de febrero de 2008

Rayadher

31 mayo

Rayadher

Rayadher was a boy who did not know the world. He smiled and walked around, always whistling a sweet melody.
Until he found a snow camel. It convinced him to move to town, where "he will be much happier and wise".
Rayadher didn't show interest, but the camel accused him of lack of masculine attributes. It was important to our little hero to show he was a real man, so he accepted.
And they went to town.
Everything was different there. The music of the trees was dead, and a kind of big chorus of noise covering everything, everything but the sings of the commercials, ads and propaganda. Rhayader was very confused, unlike the white camel, which seemed very confident.
And they found a man who was trying to buy tickets of luck. Rayadher didn't imagine how could fortune could be cut into little paper pieces. The man spoke:
"ALL THAT WE SEE OR SEEM IS BUT A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM".
Rayadher noticed that the eyes of the man were looking elsewhere. The camel, uncomfortable, changed a few shiny pieces for a ticket of luck and gave it to our little man. Then, they took off.
And they found a woman who claimed to be "LA PRINCESS PERDUE" she was crying, blaming and shouting she was lost at the time. And sung:
"LOVE IS IN LIVE, AND IT'S LOOSE IN A LADY WHO LINGERS, SAYING SHE'S LOST AND CHOKING".
Rhayader took her hand. She looked at him, disaPpointed. He said "you are not lost anymore, I've found you". She smiled.
LOOK FOR THE GIRL WITH THE SUN IN HER EYES AND SHE'S GONE.
She was gone.
And they found a dark path, and follow the night that was lurking there, surrounded by shady shadows. And then found an opened door, glowing yellow. And a sweet little melody came out to dance. And it swings around the nightsticks. IF I PRESS THE SPECIAL KEY SOUNDS A SWEET LITTLE MELODY. And they got through the yellow door. A kind of party was there, everyone was laughing and cheering.
And they found some living being. Not man, not beast. People feared of him. He just felt alone, and hungry. And when someone came near he felt more hungry than alone. And then he felt alone again. And later hungry. Rhayader came near and asked: what's your name? SASQUATCH he replied. And the demi-monster remembered and returned to the mountains.
And it started to rain. And the people went away. And someone SUNG IN THE RAIN. And danced. The rain and the lights joined him. They formed a estrange ballet company. There goes happy the man, said the Camel. And the rain ceased to exist.
And they found a young woman. Frighten of the dark, afraid from the light. She was cold, dirty and tired. But somehow she felt the happiest living being in the town. Because she left her parents house by her own. She picked up the rice in a church where a wedding has been. Wearing the face that she kept in a jar by the door. The camel seemed upset.
ALL THE LONELY PEOPLE, WHAT ARE THEY FOR?
And he found a book of paper. And he read it. "AMAZING, NEW MOTHS ARE TERRIFYING THE CITY", "LEARN WHICH THE WORST TIME MAP OF THE TV IS". "NOW THEY KNOW HOW MANY HOLES IT TAKES TO FILL THE ALBERT HALL". I read the news today oh, boy. The english army had just lost the war. They couldn't find it anywhere. And though the news were rather sad, well I just had to laugh. I saw the photograph.
I'D LOVE TO TURN YOU ON
And from the paper appeared a man. He seemed quite worried. He told the fantastic pair he used to be the center of the parties in the past epoch of the Red King Crimson. He told them about the good old times. How the king Crimson used to laugh before each battle, how he punched him to be lucky in the fight. How he used to give him a foe's head in return. But then the King died, and the Black Queen didn't invited him to the funeral march. Later the Purple Piper and the Yellow Jester made sure she was out from the castle. And no one would pay attention to him.
SAD PAPER COURTESAIN THEY FOUND HIM JUST A MAN
And the sun rise. Slowly, as if won't rise completely until the world was over. And the world started to wake up. Plants become greener. Trees became taller. Water became bluer. And then the birds started to live. And they sung. And they flied. And the sun rised.
THROUGH THE WINDOW A MILLION BRIGHT AMBASSADORS OF MORNING INVITING AND INCITING ME TO RISE. AND NOONE FORCED DOWN MY EYES AND NOONE SINGS ME LULLABIES, AND NOONE SPEAKS AND NO ONE TRIES NO ONE FLIGHTS TOWARDS THE SUN.
And Rhayader waked up.

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