For reasons unclear, maybe boredom—escape—delusion—regret
No matter where I am
My mind often wanders into otherworldly places
Canvases where endless stories can be painted
I could be the fearsome villain, or the knight in shining armor
The mighty warlock, or the meaningless guard that rises to stardom
Whoever it is, from future or past times, real or fictional, I can become at will
Whether it’s to be lost in reverie, residing in a world with everlasting sunsets
Where the flowers are locked in bloom, bleeding the world with their color
Or in a place where all the legends, myths, and all things deemed impossible
Become reality, and in turn, rewrite the laws of life
Where all of the what ifs can be answered, all the infinite possibilities explored
For as long as my imagination holds, all these worlds can become real, only for me
No matter how absurd they are, or how many rules and standards they defy
These realms are just one thought away from creation, ready to ease my worries and frustrations
A flicker of light that emanates only for a moment
Though in that small insignificant instance
The world is my oyster.
Authors Note: When thinking about absurdity, I think about all the fantasy/sci-fi films I have watched, and how very often, they inspire me to daydream about being in them, as a character or just a bystander witnessing the story. These dreams, no matter how irrational, offer an escape from any stresses, or just the necessary entertainment in moments of boredom. Daydreaming gives us the escape or control we may lack in life.
Written by Jacobo Aldana
Vol. 03 Absurdity
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