The Archetype and The God’s Dream :
He was playing with his toys. The Boss ! He was all by himself. All on his own, dear. One day ! Everything and anything was in order. No chaos ! Fake news !
He had his bed, his pillow, his kitchen, a chair to sit, a table to eat. And some bottles of whiskey. And Godinger Cigar glasses. Set of two. From bed and bath and beyond ! Exclusively His !
He got tired, though. And He decided to take a nap. The recommended one. For some 20-30 minutes. He knew the benefits of napping, the do’s and don’ts. And, So He Did !
For the very first time He saw a dream ! Oh ! Out of Sudden ! Per se or so to speak ! The Dream : The seventh day, you ‘ll be dead. You’ll be dead. Wake up and do something.
What a nightmare ! And to whom to say ? To whom to speak ? He was ALL ALONE ! ALL by HimSelf ! Loneliness ! Not a melodic one ! Now, He knew what Loneliness is, and how it feels.
“Not easy to deal with it”, He said. “I NEED a Drink”, he said. “And probably to drink until i get drunk”, He said. “There is hope in this glass of whiskey ! To forget ! Or i’ll go dead !”, He said.
New words in the vocabulary ! Out of Sudden ! Out of nowhere, per se or so to speak. What a nightmare ! A bit of a terror ! New word, also ! Some kind of agony ! Fuck and Shit ! New words, also ! “I feel depressed, a kind of stress”, He said. New words !
A whole New World of Words, dear.
“World ? Words ? What’s this, and what is going on ? This is my Home ! The One and Only I Am ! Per se or so to speak ! The very First ! A very cool type, and The Archetype !”, He said.
“I need a cigar, now, to cool a bit down. “, He said again. “This is nothing more than… Feelings ! I wish i’ ve never met you, Dream, and to never come again, in my life.”