Eternally Youthful

When I dress up as a Jester, Holy Fool or Evil Cenobite. I represent something cosmic in ether the brilliance of humor, contemplation or buffoonery, or the evil side of shadowy seduction as in the succubus. I love it. I become youthfully sparkled and my reflection is so. I say to myself, “Is that me in the mirror?”  As if for a short time I wonder into the world of Never Never Land and my comrade  is Peter Pan or maybe Puck as in a Midsummer Night’s Dream. I may walk into the underworld where Pluto escorts me where I am always eternally youthfully and playful. I love this. If I could do this as a living …join the circus or a group of wandering bards… I would… yes I would… but alas I take off my costume of cosmic proportions and creativity… and again slide into bed in the wee morning.,. and awake to the smell of coffee and my mortality.

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