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Sometimes when no one is looking at me for what I am, I sneak outside and let myself be free. I push beyond the underbrush, known as Logic and Reason, that entangles my limbs. My humanity can't free me from their unrelenting fingers but my sword, called Imagination cuts through the tangles with one swipe of the blade. Beyond the Swamp of Civilization, everything is beautiful and bright. I have stepped into the land of colors without names- the Forest of the Mind. Here there are no maps, no boundaries. It is everything and nothing, ethereal and surreal. There is no black, white, or gray. Only color exists here, representing everything known and unknown. I walk slowly through my conciousness, analyzing every detail. I soon discover not everything in this land is of light and good. I come to a place where there is only darkness, in hues that can only be described as shades of navy and purple- beautiful yet menacing. It is the Forest of Carnal Nature. I soon realize the trees are named Desire and Sin, the fungi Lust and Greed, the wolves Instinct, the insects Selfishness, Pride, and Hate. The wolves are the protector of this region and follow me warily. This place disturbs me in a way I cannot understand so I decide to take a closer look in the region of the forest known as Good- the part flooded with light. Here there are no insects or fungi but rather flowers called Love, Peace, and Trust. The trees are Mercy and Righteousness. Birds fly overhead- Joy, Happiness, Freedom. Suddenly, I notice something glimmering in the distance. It seems to beckon me closer and I soon find it is the River Creativity. I lean over and drink from the clear cool water and I am shocked to see that I have wings. They are long and spectacular- pale blue in color that shimmer in the light. I pick up a feather as long as my hand that has fallen and I realize the color is irridescent. Now I know what I must do. I turn around, close my eyes, and run. When I open them, I'm soaring through the open sky and the view is breathtaking. I can see the forest-Good and Evil. In my moment of freedom, I realize that Good would not look so beautiful if it didn't have the contrast of Evil. Evil would also not look as menacing and dangerous if it were not coexisting with Good. The contrast is indescribable and the picture...

 ...the picture that has been painted is life.