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i wish i was papa nature
this is quite a thing here. this is quite something. we are dancing and twirling around in the jungle. caverns and forests and rivers and buildings and castles. as the giant snake arrives, we hide underground in an unsafe mine shaft. the ground shines like crystals. clams and beetles and clams. there is a small reservoir in this mine shaft. it leads into the ocean. the technicolour coral reefs along the way are breathtaking, even more so than the water. we arise from the water and ride a large waterfall down into the continuing river. more colourful coral caresses the core of the earth. surprisingly, we can feel the colours touch our skin. a lion's roar in the distance. he sounds happy. more clams along the shore of the river. we get out and venture into an expansive green forest. a tribe of people live in the trees there. they moved there from the jungle, after the water boars had taken it over. we stay the night in a treetop hut and continue through the forest the next morning. the tribesmen beat ceremonial drums as a farewell to us. as the sound of our farewell grew dim, we confront the lion from before. he is happy and peaceful. he walks along with us until dark, then he goes back into the forest. many caves and rivers are visible in the distance. some apes come out of the caves and perform some sort of dance for us. they dance. they stomp their feet. they hit tree trunks with sticks to provide percussion. they scream. they throat sing for us. the whole world doesn't seem to exist. i can't tell if this is a beginning or an end. they go back into their caves and the birds begin to sing. we hear the rumbling of a nearby volcano about to let out his troubles. so i decide not to worry and to embrace it. the sky begins to smoke as we continue along the pathway. almost as if it were man-made pollution. we hear machines but keep walking.l the coral below the river is dull and brittle now. we can feel its mustiness on our skin. the forest leads up a mountain, so we climb it. it begins to snow and we get so high that we can touch the clouds. at its peak is a mayan-like structure. very small in size. next to it is a vehicle, frozen in time, rotting away. we get inside and drive down a road on the other side of the mountain. the road becomes a skyscraper lying on its side. we continue driving this vehicle towards the clouds. there are sharks wearing jewelery circling above us in the sky. they don't mean to cause any harm. we can see the office workers down through the windows of the skyscraper. birds begin to sing for us. one of us dies and screams. we get to the end of the skyscraper. it is being built. i begin to think about where our dead friend had gone. its night, the stars are out, and we drive down, off the edge of the skyscraper. we fall out of the vehicle. we are now in an underground passageway. i hear a detuned radio and the dripping of water. we keep walking. there is a community down here. the ground is green and grassy in this underground village. grassy hills give home to the buildings here. dinosaurs walk amongst the people peacefully. no one seems to care. mushrooms grow in gardens here. this place is called "sinnu". that is what the youngest person in the village had told me. i lay in the grass and looking up, i see flags blowing in the wind. turtles crawl along the ceiling, catching dew drops with every little fiber in their tiny turtle tongues. i had seen that before in my travels. we get up and the grassy village is now an underground city with streets, manholes and no grass. the flags in the wind now have symbols on them. influence by asian symbols, i'd guess. it doesn't smell or feel pleasant here anymore so we continue into the underground passage. as we walk, purple jellyfish swim in the air, just missing our faces. we come to a hill which leads outside. we are on a cliff overlooking the sea. it is bright and fresh. we can see very big fish in the distance. bigger than whales. we jump in and swim to the first piece of land we come across. it is growing a large bunch of different kinds of plants. cactus mostly. the sun is shining profusely and as it sets we find a mayan-like structure, just like before. we ignore it and begin to see more clusters of them appear. dinosaurs are back again and nobody cares. there are some mushrooms growing from in between the cracks of the mayan-like structures. five of them. we take them and begin to sink into the earth. nobody struggles, but we hear screeching. we are all clouds now. of different colours.
i am an orange cloud.
we float over islands in the expanding oceans and sea cloaked figures standing around piles of wood. time seems to be moving at extremely fast speeds. we see more islands inhabited by dinosaurs. we get to what i believe to be the arctic. all of us begin to snow on the frozen ice caps of the mountains. the snow touches the peak and transmutes us onto the peak, as humans. each snowflake is a building block. we grab pieces of metal and slide down the mountains on them, into piles of snow and ice. we walk until it isn't cold anymore. its night and we are in another forest. the trees don't seem to have tops, just trunks. we get shot at. i can't see who did it, but they miss and hit a dinosaur down the path. he asks us to take him home. we grab him and float up to the tops of trees. past the apes, past the tree people, past the singing birds, past the clouds. past the sun and past the moon. we are on a mountainous plain. he tells us to take him home again. we are in a volcano, swimming in the magma. he disappears and so do we.
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