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Trespassing the Mystic
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von [José María ]

2004-02-21  | [Text in der Originalsprache: english]    | 



As she passed through the semi dark passageway adorned with four, almost colorless works of art, she encountered an eight feet creamy-colored door with a black sign in the middle that said: “DO NOT TRESPASS WITHOUT AFTER-KNOCKING PERMISSION.” She, nonetheless, ignored the frightening sign, and with an ATH card, opened the mildly secured door. An incredible smell slapped her face, and the dim, violet light of the room transported the intruder to another dimension not well known. There was a natural mystic blowing through the air, and the intruder felt herself as never leaving that peaceful place. The meerschaum white color of the six dimensions of the room, and the dark wood adornments of each furniture, invoked the impostor to know more about the mysterious being that inhabited such delightful scenery. Each step she took towards the inside of that mystifying chamber elevated her senses, making them more enhanced. The beat of the drums and the resonance of the bass resounded her intrigued ears and made her corpulence vibrate with the melody. Her mind was no longer in her body, and everything she perceived was felt intensely. She not only could felt, but also she could see and imagine the experiences to which the possessor had been subject to. The magnifying bliss that the sight, scent, and sound of the compartment transported to the intruder made her ambitious; she wanted more, she wanted to feel the omnipotence of the owner, which was now sleeping calmly in his dark wooded upper berth. The drums beat harder and the bass made the whole room tremble as the trespasser got nearer and nearer the mouth of the sleeper. As she reached the zenith of bed, without vacillation the intruder took the visage of the dreamer and tasted his mystical lips with fervent devotion, possessed in her action. The mark she had in her left arm, “SM”, was instantly transposed into the dreamer’s veins, making the intruder owner of his destiny. Suddenly, the sleeper woke to find himself in an elevated state of mind; he had just had the best dream of his life.

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