I can create a world of my own, with the colourful thoughts in my scone. Where what I innovate will resonate with my soul. It is what I call a whole. A fantasy world, makes me swirl with jubilation, taking me to the land of imagination, further trailing me to fascination.
There is a world inside me which is far from reality. Neither perfect nor constructive but a world where I can hear the silence of my own voice in the middle of all the noise. A moment of pause, to find me beyond my flaws. The freedom to breathe and to let the reality bequeath.
Who are madmen? Mad are those who live in their own world. I proudly confess, “I’M MAD.” I can elude the reality when I want but I also have the strength to come back. I have built my own world inside me but I also have a place on the other side.
Living in the fantasy world is extramundane. I can live alone but also have a soulmate. I can sit by the riverside but also in the cafes. I can run away and also stay. I can grow old and still stay youthful. I get the party and also the peace. I have space and I also have warmth. I have the beauty and can also flaunt the scars. I can have the comfort in heels. and I can live to the fullest. I can discover this madness of life.
I want to live a life where reality and fantasy coincide. I travel to distant places, far away from the people I’m surrounded by. Travel is my balance. It keeps me on track, it helps me come back, it allows me to be free and helps to bring back the stability. it creates the lucidity which lasts an eternity. All the answers to my questions lie behind those mountains, underneath the sea, above the clouds and inside ME.
“Take me away in my dreams, wake me up without a regime.”