Inner Space (standard:other, 385 words)
Author: jenne64	Added: Oct 06 2000	Views/Reads: 4063/9	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
If I could choose the place I lived, then this would be it.

Inner space. By Jenne 

This is my Country; no one may enter without my express permission. This
country is only limited by my imagination. 

My Country is a place where I can explore my inner feelings without
prejudice, without fear of rejection. I can wander freely through 
hidden corners of my mind. Lurk among the shadows of long forgotten 
memories. The only thing that can limit me is myself, my own fears, and 
in this country that I have created I can confront those dark shadows, 
face the ghouls of the past that still haunt me and conquer them. Each 
time I turn a corner I can reflect on my past as I stare into the abyss 
that is limitless in it’s depth. This is the core of my country, the 
core of my being, the reason I exist, to learn, to grow and to nurture 
this abyss. 

My country sprawls across all continents, encompasses and welcomes all
new cultures. The staple diet of my country is diversity and new ideas. 
Without this diet my Country would surely starve. Each time I stoop to 
drink from the fountain of knowledge my country grows. Whenever I 
encounter a new traveller in my country I learn and grow. 

My country has no right or wrong, no morality, no given society to hold
me back. Here I can be a true individual. I can dress how I wish. 
Observe anyone I want and converse with any one on any subject that 
interests me. I make my own laws, my own choices and can exile those 
that I choose to. I police my own state of mind; I am my own pyshician. 
I can help absorb the pain of the people that visit my country but 
cannot absolve them of their guilt anymore than they can absolve me of 
mine. 

This country of mine is still evolving, still being shaped by the people
and experiences I encounter as I travel through it. Each crossroads 
that I encounter is a challenge. Each corner that I turn a leap into 
the unknown. Every person I meet an experience. All these things shape 
my country, each serving it’s own hidden purpose, some will be revealed 
in the future as my past takes shape. 

This is my inner space, my state of mind.... 


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