On a glorious summer day, I was driving, lost in thoughts about my own complexes, clearly intending to sort them out. I’ve noticed more than once that as soon as I wish for something and relax, continuing to live as I always have, magically everything comes true. I wanted to quit smoking and continued smoking a pack a day. I knew deep down that everything would happen on its own. And it did.
My body gradually made it clear to me that it had already quit smoking; all that was left was to catch up with it. Somehow, the dependency passed. And really, why “somehow”? Aren’t we all magicians?
So there I was, driving down the sun-drenched street, and I said to myself, “I want the situation to resolve itself.” The sun gently caressed me, the wind blowing through the open window of the car tousled my hair, flirting with me. I felt a bit sad, but I knew the solution was about to come. And, of course, it did.
I turned onto Ordynka Street, and suddenly a funny thought crept into my head, “What if there’s no one else in this world but you?” No one. My rich imagination didn’t leave me; in that instant, it showed me a world where there wasn’t a single living soul besides me. The street was deserted. People on the roads disappeared. Bam! Wow! The world – MINE!
In this world, I’m the only one, which means I’m the most important person. The honorary queen. The honorary saint. Since I’m alone here, I can set whatever rules I want. This is my world. I can work, I can be lazy, I can enjoy life, I can work hard, I can study. It all depends on what I desire. I surveyed my domain and saw fertile land, beautiful forests, decent cities.
There’s some lovely wildlife around. My castle is quite nice, not perfect, but that’s interesting too; I love to do repairs with my own hands. I can do anything here. In my world, I’m the mistress. I’ll establish laws that I consider right and necessary, fair. If necessary, I’ll create codes. Or allow anarchy. I’ll write new laws of physics and chemistry, rewrite sciences I don’t like. In short, I’ll do as I please. I’ll create a beautiful magical world – MY WORLD!
In this world, there’s only one person – me. Therefore, there are no judgments – nothing! What a remarkable discovery! In my world, everything – beauty, intelligence, kindness, and everything else – is judged solely by me. Because since I’m alone here, I am the only criterion. The measure of beauty, intelligence, kindness, spirituality, tenderness, etc. – one Natasha. The beauty of the sunrise equals three hundred Natashas. The depth of the moon’s song last night was worth three Natashas. The amount of affection given to the cat this morning equaled 0.5 Natashas. The amount of love in the whole world equals ONE Natasha.
In my world, I am the honored vice and lifelong Queen of Beauty – Miss Universe. In my world, I am the Honorary Saint and Honorary Scholar, Honorary Pilgrim, and Honorary Student. In my world, I am the criterion of Justice and Wisdom. I have my world, and I am happy in it. MY WORLD. A perfect habitat. And everything that seems imperfect – we’ll clean it up, repaint it, and fix it.
At that moment, I saw other people again, driving in cars in the opposite direction, walking on sidewalks, crowding near the metro station. And a magical feeling of previously unknown knowledge engulfed my heart. It’s incredible! The Earth is populated by millions of worlds; we all live in parallel universes that sometimes intersect. Each of us owns our own world, in which we’re free to choose both the rules and our own role.
I suddenly saw with great clarity what roles people can choose in their worlds and how they can paint their worlds with different colors. Gray, multicolored, pink, blue, flowery, black, white – so many colors flooded me in that unforgettable moment of touching other dimensions. I saw how our worlds, like balloons, fly in space, sometimes merging to form one, bursting, or continuing to fly, shimmering with all the colors of the rainbow.
I saw that the owners of one world can be friends with the owners of others, or they can conquer foreign territories, just as some strive to marry princes from “wealthy” worlds without realizing how much wealth they have in their own worlds. It became fascinating to observe how some worlds begin to control their own masters, turning from “Wizard’s World” into worlds of “Money,” “Power,” “Sex,” “Children.” Their owners forget that they are the main characters in their worlds. Kings and Queens. Masters and Mistresses. Wizards and Sorceresses.
My world is alive. It is perfect. All penetrations of parallel realities here are with my permission. Everything around me is a product of my desire, my desire to see this world. All my desires for my world – are LAW. The beauty of my world is conditioned by the beauty that I am capable of creating. I am an Artist. And I am constantly learning this art – the incomparable art of making my own world the most beautiful divine creation – MY creation. I am constantly learning this art – LIFE in my amazing world.
In the realm of my world, I reign supreme,
A sovereign queen, in my own dream.
Like a caravel sailing through my Rome,
Exploring the vastness of my own home.
I am Claudia, in my cardinal’s embrace,
Capturing moments, in every place.
A master of crafts, I mold and shape,
With tender caresses, my body’s landscape.
Laughter echoes, with no rhyme or cause,
A rock for my man, in life’s wild applause.
In the morning fog, I find my way,
Guided by dreams, in the light of day.
Through the smoke of doubts, I rise above,
In the depths of night, I am love.
My eyes, like shadows, hold mysteries deep,
In the sweetness of sleep, my soul does keep.
I am the sun that warms the earth,
The spring that brings forth rebirth.
In the tapestry of life, I am the weaver,
For in my world, I am the believer.
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