Oddity There Is A God Poem by Clinton Siegle

I do not want realism. I want Magic - Yes magic. Make a fairy tale and go live in it. Worry s a misuse of your imagination. You have to remember fear is not real. It is a product of the thoughts you create. Do not misunderstand me. Danger is very real. But fear is a choice. My enter life can be described in one sentence: It did not go as planned, and that is okay. Speaking from Bolivia I realize I should have been a writer along time ago. However, all the stories I had to tell were not so good. Now what to do is just write. The magic - I was reading Through the Looking Glass - falling asleep Curiouser and Curiouser cried Alice. At which point the reader thoughts were distracted. For a moment, Wonderland folded in and onto itself as if a book being a pop-up. Time flew by as if a raven was heading north by northeast had hit a head wind and stopped for no other reason but to watch a curious site unfold. Time after all was all that reality had. For imagination of those that read is greater at times than time itself. For who wants to live in a realistic world when magic is about. At which point the book folded into a tea service set and tea table along with a complete different book of characters. Alice was transformed into dominatrix with full leather and chaps, while politician toke the place of the mad hatter. Of course, the insane hare and mouse stayed the same just a bit more grey. Curiouser and Curiouser said the new Alice, who toke without asking or being inquired two lumps of sugar with her herbal tea not black tea. Do tell of this politician abusing a pig... Did he get away with it? The new mad hatter, I mean politician was at a loss for words still being brought from a past reality of magic into the present time. However, being a politician, he could muffle a few words. Indicating that the pig was in truth not hurt and sexuality being in questioned of the politician was deemed not a fair controversy. Thus the new Alice showing her more dominate side reached out and smacked the hare with a tea pot. The mouse seeing this breaks into a laughter that is followed by the mad hatter, to error here I mean the politician. The hare staring off into the past seeing a different Alice one with less force and more a little girl than dominatrix who stands before him now. The reader yawns and the book refolds itself. The book folds itself into a farther future this time a robot looking Alice is reflecting a messy tea service set, and tea table. Curiouser and Curiouser said the robot Alice to a caged rabbit whose eyes set open like those of a science experiment that has gone wrong. A mouse does pop up next to the table but does nothing. At the end of the table is a skeleton of what looks like a politician but with enough skin that you realize, he must have died a while ago. However, the dead skull moves and realization are a zombie has taken the mad Hatters seat or maybe the zombie is the politician in a hatter's seat. Just then the rabbit starts crying in a yelping voice scaring the mouse and forcing the robot Alice to be concerned. Subsequently, away following the reader yawns again, and the book poofs! Back and forth between all three scenes catching a wild little girl having a tea party at one moment, then a dominatrix bending a politician over a tea table the following, to a robot Alice desperately helping a lunatic hare from a cage. Curiouser and Curiouser said the reader finally laying down the book and nodding off to sleep. At which point magic takes over, and the reader is part of the tea party. Initially helping to serve tea with a little girl, chatting with the mad hatter, sipping tea with the insane hare, and conversing with the mouse. Next flirting with the dominatrix Alice, her dominating the reader will have to serve tea, and forcing a bit more conversation about hares, a mouse and politician than would be normally thought of. Finally within a future of robots, zombies, and mad experimental rabbit that all defer to a mouse whose main goal is to finish the tea. Finally, the reader drifts away like a butterfly towards a dimly lighted moon that can be seen through the clouds. The reader wondering if maddest is that which is caused by reading Alice in Wonderland or Curiouser and Curiouser is it the loneliness of reader and dreamers of the magic held within such books. A thud noise happens. The reader awakes to the voice of an Alice Curiouser and Curiouser. Is this the dream or magic? The reader decides that the noise is part of the dream. When it starts raining and filling up with all sort of creatures and books, the reader realizes the wetness, and water is causing a shortness of breathe. Swimming for what looks like a book the reader hands clasp upon it. Pinching trying to wake-up only to find that the magic the book is more real and shows more reality than what the reader was hoping to wake up to. The reader shouts with hope Curiouser and Curiouser and the magic is broken. The reader wakes up with a book resting in hand.