Chapter 33:
Volume III. Chapter 12. Nothing's wrong with my world
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Chapter 12. Nothing's wrong with my world
I woke up..or maybe I never fell asleep in the Jungle, in the warm air. Opening my eyes slightly, I closed them again. The white light was too bright. No more pain, nothing to want, nothing more needed. The white light blinded innocent eyes, Kasye Peach tilted her head slightly and noticed she was lying surrounded by white little flowers — her favorite chamomiles. It was hard to get up and she didn't want to — all her muscles ached unbearably, aching all over. Carefully just so she wouldn't break again, Kasye lifted her back from the ground. An endless field of daisies and a snow-white sky —a strange place, eerie. Her thoughts were also scattered. Looking at her hands, there were red ribbons tied around her wrists. Pressing her lips together, her hand reached up to scratch her throat. It turned out there was also a ribbon around her neck. There were no thoughts, no fear, no feelings, no pain. It's a pity the heart doesn't laugh — it just not beating anymore. Silence. More and more, Kasye began to feel a breeze on her skin. Warm wind or cool — it didn't matter anymore. Nothing matters anymore. She noticed she was wearing a white dress — the same one, but without the centipedes. With daisies. She had liked them so much back then that's why she decided to keep that dress. She died like an innocent child because of the vices of adults. Why are you so cruel and why are children blamed...Kasye Peach believed that souls enter flesh innocent and kind..when we are in danger, we pray. We gain experience, wisdom — it's a pity that to survive we have to be cruel... Her head became heavy as did her whole body, and everything before her eyes began to blur, with colored spots appearing. It was terrifying, but leaning back, the innocent elf girl Kasye Peach fell into the white flowers.Before her eyes was darkness. A thought came to mind that, if voiced in society would cause a clash of opinions: "They didn't accept me, even though I have the same ears as them." And it hurt. Maybe it really isn't about appearance. Maybe my inner consciousness is completely, completely different...With difficulty opening her eyes, soft white clouds drifted across the blue sky. Kasye's body lay in the same place where she had fallen the last time, on the soft grass. Getting up and rubbing her eyes with her little fists, she began to look around. Tall trees rustled their leaves, the road was still gray, with a beige column standing beside it. For the first time, the girl examined one of the columns in her world so closely. Proudly standing, barely beige holding up the sky — a column without a single crack. The sun was hiding behind the clouds. Continuing to survey the area, she realized without feeling that it was still the same Arcades, the same threshold world as before the hospital and the physical world.A strange sound — one that had never existed in this world before — electronic, as if someone was trying to say something but electronically. It caused fear and the elf girl began to search for where the sound could be coming from. She still hadn't stood up still sitting on the soft grass, and she took out her bow — she hadn't hidden it anywhere, but had kept it in her consciousness. Using her consciousness, the bow appeared in her left hand so she didn't carry a quiver, because arrows also appeared from consciousness the same way. It was like imagination, like supernatural power. Kasye didn't draw an arrow — she kept turning her head trying to figure out where the electronic sound was coming from. It grew louder, as if it was already getting angry that it wasn't being noticed! Here it is, right in front of you!Rubbing her eyes again, a little robot was waving its large little hands in front of Kasye Peach. It probably smiled when the girl finally noticed him and joining its hands together so they looked like a scoop, a small robot lifted up a small plant that had probably brought. "Is this for me..?" — flashed through the girl's mind, and taking the small brown pot with a ficus plant she began to examine the robot. It looked funny with a terracotta-colored main body. It moved on several little wheels and could jump. On top of it was some kind of helmet, which probably powered the robot. She didn't get to examine it much — it started beeping and moving toward the road. It turned around, as if waiting for Kasye to follow and she did. It reached her knee, moving carefully and constantly looking back to check if the elf girl was following. Along the way, she realized the world had hardly changed — it was still warm, and the broken beige structures with columns continued to crumble. It no longer felt so lonely, as if something had filled her inner world. Along the way, Kasye noticed that her clothes were slightly torn, and she with a robot began to encounter more robots — the further they went, the more robots there were. They hardly differed from each other, only in colors and small details. But later she noticed that some robots could fly, and some could extend tendrils from themselves allowing them to grow larger. The robot that couldn't fly and had no tendrils led her to the construction site of some kind of factory. Gray walls towered up and were being built by these same robots; they lacked the knowledge to finish the job. They worked slowly, did things wrong and had to redo them. Slapping her palm to her forehead, Kasye noticed that the robot was probably telling her something and later led her to another place. They went down the stairs, and it was painful to watch how this robot with its large hands, braced itself on each step lowering its body down — every single time.The staircase led to a place with white tiled walls — probably also built by the robots. Inside there were closets, tables, various mechanisms and probably even secret rooms... In the closets were many books, and when she took one out there was a lot written about these robots. Standing in the room with the book open, the robot started saying something again in its electronic language. It sounded aggressive — he was waving his arms. She had to close the book and put it back. "What do you want!? I don't understand!" Kasye herself started getting angry. The little robot repeated two sounds several times: "Tu-tu, tu-tu, tu-tu and what does that mean!? Ah—" It turned out she needed to start reading from the book lying on the table, not from the third part about robot operation. Good thing it was in Elvish, not even in the language spoken in the physical world. "Pa-tu, pa-tu" — the robot made sounds. "Does 'pa-tu' mean 'yes'? And 'pi-tu' that you were shouting before means 'no'?" — Kasye asked, returning to her sonar — thought communication. "Pa-tu" the robot answered. "So he understands thoughts too" — the elf girl realized and began reading the book from the table.On the first page were dates from the physical world, but Kasye Peach still hadn't learned to perceive time."Exit beyond physical space through mental and spiritual senses is still an unexplored process. Spiritual senses — clairvoyance, clairsentience, clairaudience, clear‑perception, and clear‑unity—form are the full spectrum of human perception. The ability of the nervous system to regulate emotions through imagination. Threshold beings have long been those for whom the world is not yet ready, so they often endure violence and almost always win by pretending to be stupid. They may seem detached and abrupt, but behind this usually lies a pursuit of truth. They change the rules of the game, possessing the art of seeing the invisible. More immersed in their own worlds connected to their own thoughts. Using their experience, they create their own universes. Accumulated experience helps in developing their own worlds — more buildings and expansions. Learning, wisdom of the soul — wisdom shows what you gain knowledge for."After reading these passages, Kasye Peach didn't notice how she fell asleep — probably from fear and sheer exhaustion. In her dream, she was flying over some kind of fair, and then she saw Kenji. He was clearly angry while crying, punching walls, breaking his knuckles. He was hurting himself, striking himself and screaming. "What the fucking pills, I wish you were there!" She wanted to say something to him, so badly wanted to speak...He was dreaming the same fair again, everyone was leaving and the night had grown deeper — only he was searching for something, constantly searching. He was crying and the heartless one he was looking for approached him and said to him in this dream: "Kenji, where is the your heart?" and reaching her hand to his chest extending her index finger, Kasye said: "Right here!"
I woke up..or maybe I never fell asleep in the Jungle, in the warm air. Opening my eyes slightly, I closed them again. The white light was too bright. No more pain, nothing to want, nothing more needed. The white light blinded innocent eyes, Kasye Peach tilted her head slightly and noticed she was lying surrounded by white little flowers — her favorite chamomiles. It was hard to get up and she didn't want to — all her muscles ached unbearably, aching all over. Carefully just so she wouldn't break again, Kasye lifted her back from the ground. An endless field of daisies and a snow-white sky —a strange place, eerie. Her thoughts were also scattered. Looking at her hands, there were red ribbons tied around her wrists. Pressing her lips together, her hand reached up to scratch her throat. It turned out there was also a ribbon around her neck. There were no thoughts, no fear, no feelings, no pain. It's a pity the heart doesn't laugh — it just not beating anymore. Silence. More and more, Kasye began to feel a breeze on her skin. Warm wind or cool — it didn't matter anymore. Nothing matters anymore. She noticed she was wearing a white dress — the same one, but without the centipedes. With daisies. She had liked them so much back then that's why she decided to keep that dress. She died like an innocent child because of the vices of adults. Why are you so cruel and why are children blamed...Kasye Peach believed that souls enter flesh innocent and kind..when we are in danger, we pray. We gain experience, wisdom — it's a pity that to survive we have to be cruel... Her head became heavy as did her whole body, and everything before her eyes began to blur, with colored spots appearing. It was terrifying, but leaning back, the innocent elf girl Kasye Peach fell into the white flowers.Before her eyes was darkness. A thought came to mind that, if voiced in society would cause a clash of opinions: "They didn't accept me, even though I have the same ears as them." And it hurt. Maybe it really isn't about appearance. Maybe my inner consciousness is completely, completely different...With difficulty opening her eyes, soft white clouds drifted across the blue sky. Kasye's body lay in the same place where she had fallen the last time, on the soft grass. Getting up and rubbing her eyes with her little fists, she began to look around. Tall trees rustled their leaves, the road was still gray, with a beige column standing beside it. For the first time, the girl examined one of the columns in her world so closely. Proudly standing, barely beige holding up the sky — a column without a single crack. The sun was hiding behind the clouds. Continuing to survey the area, she realized without feeling that it was still the same Arcades, the same threshold world as before the hospital and the physical world.A strange sound — one that had never existed in this world before — electronic, as if someone was trying to say something but electronically. It caused fear and the elf girl began to search for where the sound could be coming from. She still hadn't stood up still sitting on the soft grass, and she took out her bow — she hadn't hidden it anywhere, but had kept it in her consciousness. Using her consciousness, the bow appeared in her left hand so she didn't carry a quiver, because arrows also appeared from consciousness the same way. It was like imagination, like supernatural power. Kasye didn't draw an arrow — she kept turning her head trying to figure out where the electronic sound was coming from. It grew louder, as if it was already getting angry that it wasn't being noticed! Here it is, right in front of you!Rubbing her eyes again, a little robot was waving its large little hands in front of Kasye Peach. It probably smiled when the girl finally noticed him and joining its hands together so they looked like a scoop, a small robot lifted up a small plant that had probably brought. "Is this for me..?" — flashed through the girl's mind, and taking the small brown pot with a ficus plant she began to examine the robot. It looked funny with a terracotta-colored main body. It moved on several little wheels and could jump. On top of it was some kind of helmet, which probably powered the robot. She didn't get to examine it much — it started beeping and moving toward the road. It turned around, as if waiting for Kasye to follow and she did. It reached her knee, moving carefully and constantly looking back to check if the elf girl was following. Along the way, she realized the world had hardly changed — it was still warm, and the broken beige structures with columns continued to crumble. It no longer felt so lonely, as if something had filled her inner world. Along the way, Kasye noticed that her clothes were slightly torn, and she with a robot began to encounter more robots — the further they went, the more robots there were. They hardly differed from each other, only in colors and small details. But later she noticed that some robots could fly, and some could extend tendrils from themselves allowing them to grow larger. The robot that couldn't fly and had no tendrils led her to the construction site of some kind of factory. Gray walls towered up and were being built by these same robots; they lacked the knowledge to finish the job. They worked slowly, did things wrong and had to redo them. Slapping her palm to her forehead, Kasye noticed that the robot was probably telling her something and later led her to another place. They went down the stairs, and it was painful to watch how this robot with its large hands, braced itself on each step lowering its body down — every single time.The staircase led to a place with white tiled walls — probably also built by the robots. Inside there were closets, tables, various mechanisms and probably even secret rooms... In the closets were many books, and when she took one out there was a lot written about these robots. Standing in the room with the book open, the robot started saying something again in its electronic language. It sounded aggressive — he was waving his arms. She had to close the book and put it back. "What do you want!? I don't understand!" Kasye herself started getting angry. The little robot repeated two sounds several times: "Tu-tu, tu-tu, tu-tu and what does that mean!? Ah—" It turned out she needed to start reading from the book lying on the table, not from the third part about robot operation. Good thing it was in Elvish, not even in the language spoken in the physical world. "Pa-tu, pa-tu" — the robot made sounds. "Does 'pa-tu' mean 'yes'? And 'pi-tu' that you were shouting before means 'no'?" — Kasye asked, returning to her sonar — thought communication. "Pa-tu" the robot answered. "So he understands thoughts too" — the elf girl realized and began reading the book from the table.On the first page were dates from the physical world, but Kasye Peach still hadn't learned to perceive time."Exit beyond physical space through mental and spiritual senses is still an unexplored process. Spiritual senses — clairvoyance, clairsentience, clairaudience, clear‑perception, and clear‑unity—form are the full spectrum of human perception. The ability of the nervous system to regulate emotions through imagination. Threshold beings have long been those for whom the world is not yet ready, so they often endure violence and almost always win by pretending to be stupid. They may seem detached and abrupt, but behind this usually lies a pursuit of truth. They change the rules of the game, possessing the art of seeing the invisible. More immersed in their own worlds connected to their own thoughts. Using their experience, they create their own universes. Accumulated experience helps in developing their own worlds — more buildings and expansions. Learning, wisdom of the soul — wisdom shows what you gain knowledge for."After reading these passages, Kasye Peach didn't notice how she fell asleep — probably from fear and sheer exhaustion. In her dream, she was flying over some kind of fair, and then she saw Kenji. He was clearly angry while crying, punching walls, breaking his knuckles. He was hurting himself, striking himself and screaming. "What the fucking pills, I wish you were there!" She wanted to say something to him, so badly wanted to speak...He was dreaming the same fair again, everyone was leaving and the night had grown deeper — only he was searching for something, constantly searching. He was crying and the heartless one he was looking for approached him and said to him in this dream: "Kenji, where is the your heart?" and reaching her hand to his chest extending her index finger, Kasye said: "Right here!"
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