"Dreams of Existense" ϟ Artwork and Fiction Story ϟ /// Collaborative Art Journey..."Aspects of Existence" No. 30

Will you be awake?

Drek: Tall, thin creature, large eyes, hairless, with scaly and diseased skin. Messengers of time.

The Drek was sitting on a wooden chair that had a nest of worms on its back, it had flaky skin and rotten but no pain, he just looked around and watched with lust everyone, I went through the middle of all this chaos and walked to a church that was in a corner, it looked abandoned but with a striking luminous warning that said: come, repent and pray I just wanted to know what was inside that place, I opened the door and in the middle of the darkness I felt a putrid smell, I lit a tinderbox and I began to see many hands tied to chains that hung from the ceiling, making ovation of prayer, I walked by the At the end, there was a priest sitting on the altar who had no face, only raised his hand and pointed to a door behind me, I felt my shoes slip, but I could not discern what was on the floor, I walked towards that door and I thought it would be a way out, but it was not like that, when I opened it I saw 5 chairs together all occupied by giants Dreks that looked at me with their big pensive eyes it was as if they were judging me, there was a crowd of people without eyes and without ears , they just moved their fingers in something that looked like a hologram of memories, one of the Drek told me: you've been late ... I immediately fell into a dark precipice, thin and cold, I could not scream, I just felt burning all over my body. I fell into a wormhole, I knew it because I felt my skin shudder with a damn pain, I knew I had returned to the place where it all started.


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"Dreams of Existense"
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I got up and walked to the light, out there there were any number of people with strange dresses and clogs, old buildings, old cars, you could hear in the background the Shout song of Tears For Fears there was a pregnant woman that they took out of a taxi in front of the hospital, suddenly everything darkened to my around and the Drek said to me: see that? You must make a decision, you must remember why you are here.


All rights of this song to Tears For Tears


The song kept sounding while I tried to approach the hospital, no matter how hard I tried to remember my mind did not find a reason to be there, I did not choose to be there.
The walls began to melt and everyone turned their eyes towards me, and with a desultory and tearful voice said in unison: you have to shout it!!!!
They gave you life and in return you gave them hell!
Everything was put in slow motion, they, the Dreks knew I had to remember it.
Why do you choose to forget? My brain did not forget anything, it just stored space to store more information, while in reality I discarded my darker and tenuous memories ...


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How can I remember? I asked the Drek, and he told me: you can only remember taking everything you have inside, everything you have never dared to say, then only then I did not discern between reality and fantasy, because it is so painful to shout it, empty it. I kept walking, everything became thick and dense, my hands trembling and cold, I saw in the middle of the fog a silhouette that caused me a very big sadness, I felt a strong nostalgia in the chest, and followed it, but every time I felt that I was close to him, he moved farther, until he stopped, I reached him and he put his hands on my face and whispered:

Goodbye!

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The sky opened in two and from it came out a giant hand that grabbed me hard, lifted me up, put me on a lonely and cold mountain, I started to run and the leaves started to open and inside they had eyes, red eyes that looked at me with hatred, I hid in a small cave with dead leaves, and started desperately to remember.


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Art elements used:

  • Photoshop, tempera, pencil, pen, water, Blu Studio 5.0 camera, Images from Pixabay.com.

O_O This Story is Based in a Real Dream or Nightmare, with imaginary details.

Thank you!! :3


In the beginning everybody create.

In the beginning I create.

In the beginning you create.


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