Passing dreams

A world just popped into existence. It's the same as this one. Actually maybe it's smaller. Much smaller. But it's a perfect world. One where everything goes well. The sun is bright the people are happy and it's like a fantasy. Some say the world still exists to this day.

One day someone managed to find new worlds and track them. There were scary worlds. Ones where everything goes wrong. The people are enemies. The sun is up but the world is dark. A war raged on and no one was safe. It was a complete void.

And another world was found. It was an average world. One would call it a game. But it wasn't frivolous. It was a trading game. You win some and you lose some. Some people were serious and busy. Some others were happy and blissful. Or maybe they just feigned ignorance. It was a very well made world. Everything nets out to zero. Nothing is wasted and nothing is unused. A million cogs turned to make this beautiful clock tick.

There was also another world. It was unfortunate. The people were very unlucky. Only one man was happy. The rest were oppressed and tired but they were all busy worrying about tomorrow's meal to make any real change.

Then there was another world. Everyone worked together to make their world the best there is in a competition they didn't even know about. And believe it or not, they actually did it. They were making new progress every day.

Suddenly everything disappeared. The worlds vanished. As if the one who made them forgot about them.

They were all just fantasies. Just dreams of a fool to pass the time. Apparently someone was thinking too much. They wished so hard for change that it happened. A wish so strong it created new worlds just to be fulfilled.

When the wish was forgotten so were the people in these worlds. Some welcomed it as the sweet release of death and some screamed in agony over the loss of their happiness.

But karma will always have its way. One day whoever forgot about these worlds will be forgotten about. And he too will scream in agony for being cast into the void. No one knows where the forgotten dreams go. But while we're dreaming everything seems so real that maybe it is. So never forget a dream. You never know who your condemning to a world of hurt.