The Door Poem by phantom puga

The Door



two sides, two worlds, do i walk through or let someone open it for me. on one hand, I'm here on this side. then again I've been here before, i know this place, i know this side. To venture on the other is the question. Am i stricken by fear, am i dazed with curiosity. Afraid of the unknown, don't know whether it will be dark or bright. A evil place or good. Again shall i enter or ponder, time is wasting, a decision has to be made.

For one, on this side I'm here in reality, solid ground, civilization, human beings, concrete walls, everything normal in the year 2006. This door, that has me so intrigued, i most explore, i must find whats on the other side. It's only obvious since man loves to venture unseen places, explore unknown heights. Well, here is the time. My mind is made up, i will proceed through the strange door, and venture into the unknown.
From the looks of the door, there is no slot for a key, but some abnormal design. looks as if there is some kind of handle. It is some kind of face with the handle protruding from the mouth. as i walk cautiously toward the door, a chill runs down my spine. Well here i am face to face with this door that i can't seem to step away from. My hand slowly moves towards the mysterious face, with the handle inside. Just as i near the handle the eyes open. the handle disappears, and the face begins to speak. 'Who goes there, those who wish to enter, must be prepared for a journey like no other.' says the strange face, in a god like voice.

Mixed feelings take hold of me; fear, excitement, curiosity, along with many more, but my choice remains the same. As i take another step forward, the door opens itself slowly. As it does bright lights flashing are all i can see. Those that resemble the colors of the northern lights. As i walk through the lights are so bright, i have to close my eyes. As i walk passed the door it says one last thing, 'see all believe all, fear one they all come.' As i hear this, I know what i have got myself into. The door now slams shut behind me, i spin around, look behind me......Then realize the face is no longer there. It has now turned into a mirror and all i can see is myself, and the world i have stepped into. It now stands behind me, but i must turn around and move forward to explore the depths of this strange place.

From the looks of it, i seem to have stepped into a forest of some sort. But it is no ordinary forest, nothing seems to be. The colors have changed; the sky is purple, the sun is blue, the leaves orange, tree branches red. The grass is yellow and there seems to be black dirt. One would say i stand out here in this strange world. My clothes are dull compared to these bright colors i see. Also the sun seems not to be so bright, i can stare into the blue ball easily. Maybe it's no sun at all, perhaps this place has two moons. I guess i will have to find out as time passes. Well i have walked this black dirt path for sometime now and have still yet to find out what inhabits this world. No sign of human nor animal life, not yet at least. There is a cool breeze as i walk, but there is something strange in the wind.

As the wind blows past my ears, i hear a woman's voice. The voice is as hypnotic as the beautiful Greek sirens. It seems to be leading me somewhere, since it somehow seems i am coming to a strange building, and i have no idea how i got here. The building design is beyond any architecture from the 21st century. Who could have built them, maybe an answer to many of these questions, lies in this building. As i walk up the steps, leading to the entrance, a glowing light comes from beneath my feet. So now i come to where the entrance should be and i see nothing. Just a flat wall, then i get closer and all of a sudden a piece of wall, the size of a door slides up. It startles me for a second, but intrigued as ever i step through. 'wow' is all i can say, as i find myself in the mansion of a building.
Inside this place is amazing; in the middle a huge water fountain, of what seems to be a woman. Stairs to hundreds of rooms, so many what can they hold. Also inside here the bright colors have stopped. Silver runs on the walls, railings, the fountain, and everything else. Again i hear the woman's voice. Of course i follow again. Where it will lead me this time, i will soon see. I walk up the stairs and come to a hallway, that seems to never end. Doors on the left and doors on the right. All mirrors, so all i see walking down this hallway is myself. I get closer to the end finally and the woman's voice gets increasingly louder. The door that it seems to be coming from is neither on the left or right, but in the middle at the end of this never ending hall. This door seems different then any others i have seen. It is clear like a mirror, but i have no reflection, and the other side is not symmetric to this side. I reach out to touch the glass and realize, it's not glass at all, but some kind of liquid. Now what to do, walk forward, or stand down, and not find my answers. This is part of the journey, i can't stand down, so my choice is made. I reach out again and put my hands through first. The liquid is colder than anything i have ever felt. Then i step through the rest of my body and then i pass over. I am now in the room and in great shock. This room is completely white, except for the floating woman in the middle of the room. She is surrounded by a blue fluorescent light, and looks like a goddess..............hahahaha not done yet sorry, but what did you think...

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