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    dots Submission Name: "My Dream" in flowchartdots

    Author: Colten
    ASL Info:    19/Man?lol/U of I
    Elite Ratio:    3.05 - 62/99/43
    Words: 674
    Class/Type: Story/Misc
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       I had a dream with feelings.

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    dots"My Dream" in flowchartdots

    Enter the Dream:

    Two mirror worlds are converging
    Melding together.

    One version of me a priest;
    The other, I the Dreamer
    Discovers I'm a father
    To a beautiful baby boy
    And my wife, a girl from waking hours
    I know not why she is my wife.

    So I find out I have a wife and child.
    And though I do not remember
    Ever fathering a child or marrying
    I am responsible to Love them.

    She loves me, this lovely blond girl
    And a passionate kiss I receive.
    She is my wife and I accept that fact,
    Though my memory lapses.
    We kiss, and when in waking hours
    I normally feel inadequacy
    With this nameless girl I feel
    Like a Loving Husband should
    And I embrace this kiss.


    The people in the worlds switch places
    Slowly, citizens from one world change.
    I notice their behaviors altered
    In this world of mine
    And I begin to fear, a conspiracy.

    The interesting thing is...
    I can walk from one world to the other
    As if we are separated by a veil of wind
    Few however, if any, in my world know.
    No one believes, as I slip to meet myself
    A vocal priest with a wicked congregation.
    He hates my world though I know not why.

    The priest advocates the change
    Preaching the merging of the two worlds,
    That only one world can be the dominant
    Therefore let us control both worlds
    Let us slip into the other
    Switching places, let us be one melded
    World conspiracy.

    And know one left, original to my world,
    Believes my apparent ramblings.
    I fear for us all but mostly for my wife
    And child whom I never knew but now Love.

    I watch helpless as myself consumes both worlds
    A glutinous priest with an unknown ambition,
    This time he comes to me.
    He glares at me in disgust, but I see something
    For a flicker in his eye, I recall...
    Prior to the merging I had slipped into his world
    And we spoke as brethren
    He was a good preacher, with a good heart-
    How could I have forgotten-

    He preaches harshly but with the congregation
    In the deepest cornerstone of his heart.
    Out of fear he lead his flock to act,
    How I know this...I felt from when we first met.
    Yet, somehow I have no active memory of it.

    We now stand by a towering stone wall
    And he holds my wife in an iron grip,
    She looks down at the ground in hopelessness
    And my child cries in the background.
    I implore him to stop

    "I just want to be with my wife."

    Something must have touched his jealous heart,
    For the fear of merging worlds left his eyes.
    He began to gaze at the ground,
    And my wife looked into my eyes, a mental kiss.

    "Fellow congregation-I regret my aggression
    Against our neighbors.
    We must return to the world we came from,
    For I have realized these worlds were never merging
    But we were merging with other worlds.
    Every man must realize his place, and his time,
    Every man is suited to the world he lives in
    Not the one he goes to or desires to control.
    No. Power and pursuit need not be brothers,
    When a man is content with choices in his own world.
    People were made to live where they are,
    Let us go back and undo what has been wrought
    Two worlds can only exist when each befriends
    The other in placement and character.

    We need to be who we are supposed to be
    And be where we are supposed to be ourselves."

    He asked me for forgiveness, and so I forgave him
    My wife and I embraced, and my son giggled.

    Two worlds and one reality,
    One doesn't need memory to Love another.

    Dream Ends:

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