And so, after leaving the big fires ploughing though that mountain range, during days, weeks, months, years, I walk by the sea, going through moors, thickets, mounds, hills, barren lands, watching the clouds of smoke up there turning into something, and so, at some point, I’m actually dreaming while walking, this is, I’m in fact dreaming with all the places I have been, all the personages I have meet along the way, as for example, in this sort of dream, firstly, I’m watching myself going through that sort of desert from where I came, this is, the sky full of mathematical equations turning into threatening faces, and me falling through a hole in the sand, and then, I’m also watching the guys under that bridge where I stayed some days, I mean, I’m watching that somnambulist guys actually lying down on rotten couches all day, sometimes babbling things, other times injecting syringes into the veins, and then, I also see Viktor, the pot polisher, still there, polishing his pots by the fire, and Zara, the transvestite, right now climbing the bridge pillars, walking along its beams like a spider hanging from webs, and then, changing the scenarium, in the meantime I'm already watching that fancy castle in the middle of that rubbish islands full of smokes, and say, again, inside this castle I come to see that madame that actually offered wine and made some kind of massage on the body, this while actually saying ‘relax, I know who you are and what you need, this is, I know more about you than you may know about your real self!”, and then, inside this sort of room filled up with carpets on the floor, walls and ceiling, I also see Ali and Jaku, actually crawling on the ground, with a chain around their necks, slowly turning around the madame, and then, I have glimpses of that collapsed city I wanderer through after leaving that swampy area, this is, again I come to see that fat disgusting bugs actually sliding though the cracks of the walls, huge wasps buzzing around, butterflies with the size of small airplanes, and then inside that governmental building, again, I come to see ladies playing with snakes on the big screens, big explosions happening here and there, groups of soldiers getting dispersed, buildings crumbling, people running away, and while they run, they are actually eating their heads on the way, and then, as this sort of dream continues, I’m already moving through that area displaying military buildings with the format of huge aquariums, and so, again, I see fancy people getting in and getting out of this many pavilions through the round windows located halfway up the side walls, and in the meanwhile, I see guys dressed as gorillas and pandas actually chasing each others, this while the cheerleaders make stouts and dance around them, and then, again, I see myself going through the chimney of this pyramidal pavilion, and so, down there, again, heavy metal music are still being played at full speed, and people.. well people keep doing mosh, actually pushing, pulling each other, fighting with chains, shouting, screaming… and then, again, I come to see myself going through this town with old granite houses lined on the side of the road, and so, in the meanwhile, there I go, again entering that quaint fire-brigade building, where I come to find the same fire-brigade individuals as before, this is, people with huge eyes on their face but no mouth… and then, once inside that huge room filled of bunk beds, again, I’m entering in that dream where I see my queen of none going through halls, entering rooms, this is, now it’s like, I’m not watching her in a dream, rather, now I’m actually watching her moving along the halls of this fire-brigade building, and so, again, as the fire brigade sirens start to buzz, she just disappears, and then, there we go, inside this fire-brigade truck, on the pursuit of the big fire actually happening on that chain of mountains by the sea, and, well, in the meanwhile, as I run away from its flames, there I go, already advancing through this dirt path on the side of the sea, this is, during some days, weeks, months I actually advance along this road, and so, now it's like, inside this dream, now I can actually see myself in this present reality, this is, here I go, there I go, walking in a dream inside a dream and then, at the top of a hill, on a clearing, I actually come to see my double, and apparently, as we get together, we fight, this is, we fight because of directions, and coz we are not sure which one of us is actually more real, and so, in the middle of this fight, somehow, a crack opens up beneath our feet, in between the two of us, and then, just one of us actually fall inside.
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