Merry Christmas

I realize my inner self is a wolf. A wolf that keeps running kilometers in the night, a wolf that is in love with a moon that it cannot touch.

Exhausted by running and howling, this wolf goes for those reachable dark full moons instead.

That may be the reason that connects me with mushrooms.

If Alice is reading, I wonder she would find these lines in her pictureless book, or she is now celebrating Christmas. So I have to add this line too:

"Merry Christmas!" to all my Alices.

Photographs

I love to look at photographs. I enjoy to look at the handsome me, him and her, and of course, my Alice and mushrooms.

A mirror is one of the photographs which I spend time on.

My mind is another form of them. Photographs can be retrieved at ease. I usually create my own stories: Alice always tells how many mushrooms she found in the morning, and how beautiful they are. Sitting side by side, I like to ask her to look into the gills of the mushrooms where she can unlock my years of dreams. A music box plays.

We are in one of the rabbit holes.

A world of Alices and mushrooms

I am lost in another piece of wonderland, and am reluctant to find my way back.

I thought it was the adrenaline effect of running a full marathon. It is actually the excitement brought by my gifted cute granddaughter.

Another Alice is born and to accompany me in many more visits to unknown rabbit holes.

Life is good in a world of Alices and mushrooms.

An Amazing Alice the Queen

Alice found a mushroom while wandering around like the Queen of this wonderland.

This seems to be true to everyone of us. I came; I saw; I conquered. In dreams.

"Gosh, I should lose my way in this road maze." Alice pondered over the gills of the mushroom.

"Chester Cat, show me where is Charing Cross Road!"

"No, no. Shouldn't a little girl pretend to visit Helene Hanff."

"Take me to Forest of Dean."

"Tokun Hill of Rainfield!"

"Broken Kettle Grasslands!"

What an amazing Alice the Queen.

What an amazing road maze on a mighty mushroom.

Your First Step

It is a minute but mighty mushroom that is going to cushion you in this time of transdimensional travel.

Do you expect a spade card otherwise to hold you, and to bounce you up and down?

Or a Dodo to catch you and to take you round the wonderland?

You need a first step, the rabbit hole will tell your story later.

Bonkers or Mad

Alice: "I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are."



"The only difference is that they are either bonkers or mad."

"So don't pretend the other way round by straightening your body." Alice said in Alice's way.

"Inside rabbit holes, bonkers has nothing to do with the shape of you."

Are You Mad Enough?

These coral mushrooms are mad of their body shape. While others would puff up like a parachute, they can only expect a hard landing.

But an adventurous rabbit hole is always a  must-go dreamland. Right after a bruised travel, they start searching for another New one.

"We're all mad here."

"You're mad too," said the mushrooms. "or you wouldn't have come here."

We survive, because we are mad enough.

Marathon in a Rabbit Hole

How fun it is to run a full marathon! Yes, in a Rabbit hole.

The Queen told Alice to run at least twice as fast in order not to keep in the same place after all the running. 

So I could feel the mental exertion of a group of young mushrooms this morning.

I told them I took up the marathon challenge at 54. I can feel my vast energy because I am now growing backwards.

This can only happen in a rabbit hole.

It must be fun if Alice is able to run together in this third year.

I am counting down.

Queer Opposite Sides

"It took me 42.2 minutes to travel to the other side of the Earth!" Mushroom the senior boosted its story.

"Just don't jump down a narrow rabbit hole. You will get yourself stuck until the next mushroom knocks you down."

"These travels are free and easy. The only trivial costs are the bruises and scars on my head."

"Same gags never repeat on the opposite side."

"Rats are in cat costumes, mushrooms fly in Saturday Critters, trees grow on leaf and a full time life grows backwards."

"You will be mistaken as a serpent too, because your long neck will be also stuck in the branches of a tree."

Holes Of Possibilities

"Which way should I go?" The mushroom asks itself. 

It seems to be lost to locate a rabbit hole -a hole of possibilities. 

It seems to have forgotten to keep day-dreaming; never stops, no matter how hard the previous thump was, or the next one will be.

Rabbit holes are here and there. They are not visible to only those who are clever or competent, like the Emperor's new clothes.

How great the fun is to find people talking English, Finnish, Norwegian, Portuguese, B. Malaysia, Mandarin and so on inside these holes. 

All of them have the head of mushroom shape.

Composition of Rainfield

"Rule Forty-two. All persons more than a mile high to leave the court." The king read out from his book.

So all the mushrooms stayed.

"How high is a mile?" Alice was so easily confused again.

"I am not taller than  these mushrooms. I must be less than a mile high!" Alice then made up her mind. "Being tiny is advantageous."

Alice seemed to know many little things.

These many little things formed an inquisitive Alice. 

Rainfield is composed of many little Alices.

Rabbit-hole in One

Horses love rolling around in the grass. That's fun. That's all they can do.

However, they are too big to enjoy further, to jump down a rabbit hole, like mushrooms do.

The mushrooms are seen queuing up in this morning, like us, going for bungee jump.

"Why live on the edge, when you can jump off it!"

They scream, they cry,  their Adrenalin rushes and soul gets bruised.

Rolling in the grass? Alice would get bored over it. 

She had once flown out the other side of the Earth at the speed of a bullet, hit at me, and sent me into a rabbit hole. 

That Alice called a "rabbit-hole in one"!

Alice Deficiency

"You must be mad," said the Cat, "or you wouldn’t have come here."

"On no. I saw a white rabbit jump, so I jumped." The mushroom looked so innocent.

"This is a rabbit hole, not a mushroom hole." The Cat insisted.

"Yes, I must be too mad for wonderland." The mushroom talked to itself. 

"A little mushroom fell down the hole, bumped its head, and bruised its soul."

It suffered from Alice deficiency.

Counting Mushrooms

"But a dream isn't reality!" Alice exclaimed.

 I live a life of dreams; I slip down a rabbit hole, and down another, and this continues as time goes by.

Our lives are a subset of a big dream. Alice just did not know that.

There are mushrooms growing inside all the rabbit holes. 

I wonder whether Alive is capable of counting them. We all know, to Alice, four times five is twelve.

She should be able to count one mushroom, as one is the sibmplest number. 

One mushroom, one beautiful mushroom, one little beautiful mushroom.

It is not labelled "not poison", Alice, don't you try to have a bite.

Outside Wonderland

So a mushroom popped down a large and straight rabbit hole.

It found itself being pulled down immediately by an extremely strong force of gravity.

(Don't mention this gravitational force to Alice, she even confused by the calculation of volume; but somehow she vaguely remembered something called pi. Or is it pie?)

No time for jokes between head and feet. And before I can finish typing, all in a sudden, thump!

A big bang on the hard floor!

We thus have very flattened mushrooms outside Wonderland.

Long Mushrooms in Rabbit Hole

So it started to pop down a narrow and uneven rabbit hole.

And down it went, which seemed to be a very long way, a mushroom found itself being stretched by the slow moving time.

Its head could hardly see its feet. This stretching happened without the biting of any mushroom. How can a mushroom ate another mushroom?

The mushroom began to talk when time was ample, just like Alice did in the rabbit hole. 

No! It shouted. This always ended up in argument. What the head saw was not what had been told by the feet. Things changed, indeed, very fast.

Down, down, down. When there came a sudden stop, thump!

We thus have this length of long mushrooms outside the Wonderland.

Extraterrestrial Orange Mushroom

I have found a lonely and rare orange mushroom again.

The Spitzer Space Telescope has discovered seven Earth-size, habitable-zone exoplanets at the same time.

Yes, you are right! These intelligent extraterrestrial mushrooms have the highest possibility coming from one of these planets.

Through a secret rabbit hole, they traveled 40 light-years before honorably joining the Search For Alice.

Everybody in the universe knows well about Alice. She is simple yet has an overwhelming curiosity, that tells Alice should have visited these planets before.

But I am limited to Tokun Hill, and I only managed to find an ordinary orange mushroom with a Digital SLR.

Black Beauty

I call you a black beauty as black is your favourite colour.

I have been admiring you for long, now is the time to show off your very first picture.

You are a symbol of simple humility, but on the contrary, nothing can escape from your "gravitational" effect.

I am lucky to have found you, my little black mushroom.

I would like to say you are the cerebrum of my brain.

Weirdo?

"I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth! How funny it’ll seem to come out among weird jelly mushrooms." said Alice.

"May I ask this is New Zealand or Australia?"

The mushrooms then protested aloud that Alice was crazy in the other way. "You
have not the slightest idea what Latitude is, or Longitude either."

"And you think this is New Zealand or Australia!"

The weird sense of humour of Alice found the weirdest mushrooms of the world.

Indulgence. Littleness.

You say you like to travel. Leaving your family in the background, here you set your sail.

It is innocent enough to go wild when being small.

Without a destination in mind, the end is loose. Everything is possible, everywhere is a rabbit hole, "and that makes its eyes bright and eager with many a strange tale".

This little one appreciates life of this type, full of self-indulgence.

Indulgence? Popeye have been indulging in spinach since 1929 so as to be strong to the finich.

A late but powerful comer

Every great hero starts small, but the road to greatness must begin now.

I met a latecomer.

"I always want to be the greatest hero. I just spent more time underground studying the most powerful magic." A little mushroom told me.

" Do I look very outstanding right now?"

Brains seldom go together, but once they come across, with your help, little mushroom, I shall find Alice in one of the rabbit holes.

Alice the Mushroom

Though this is not real, yet it looks like Alice is holding an umbrella standing by my hiking trail.

The monkeys, squirrels and birds are actively chatting; their social media are filled with good morning greetings.

And most importantly, the thought keeps prompting me, "When I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one !"

This is a simple Sunday morning.

I am happy to be in one of these this time.

Everywhere a pop pop

Mushrooms are still very active in their kingdom. This reminds me about my long forgotten wonderland which is without Alice.

(Alice might be working in a crowded city right now. Everyone needs to work for a living).

It rains very often nowadays. Pop! Another mushroom has emerged. Here a pop pop, there a pop pop.

It echoes in the jungle.

Hopefully it also echoes in Alice's real world.

Neck Stretching

Alice has left the rabbit hole and is away for quite a while.

Not only me, a mushroom is also stretching its neck trying to look for her, and that seems to be a very tough job.

Everyone is now dull, not motivated and inspired. That makes me very quiet recently.

 

When I see her again, I would tell Alice to stay forever as a little girl in her new and old wonderland while I shall continue to grow very old.

And somehow I notice that I do have a empty rabbit hole inside me. 

Alice, where are you?

Creepy

I do not remember seeing Alice keeping blinding bangs. Only the sheepdog looks cute with this hairdo, I bet you. But then, inspiration from the sheepdog have the mushrooms turned this hairdo into a trend.

"Trying to be creepy?" I asked.

"A sense of creepiness in the jungle creeps you out!" They laughed at me.

"Oh no, not under a hot bright sun."

"Let's chill out with a cup of coffee." I joked back.

A Happy Cute Mushroom

You say that you are happy. This must be the reason why you look so pretty today.

This mushroom in the forest should be very happy too.

Rain or shine, day or night.

How about you?

The bad parts are: body weight and happiness are alike, we need to put a control on them, and when you are happy now, it always means that you were not as good just now.

The Rings

I was reminded that none of us are the same as we were yesterday.

I remembered also I have my dreams being kept inside some of the mushrooms.

I saw one of the mushrooms this morning: the rings of many years of dream and sum total of my experiences.

While reading, you are staying at the outer ring.

Where is Alice? She runs here and there, she belongs to the past and the present.

Stool mushroom

You can name this mushroom a table or a stool. It grows high up on a tree trunk, even a shrunken Alice too would have difficulty to use it.

Then the mushroom starts a conversation, "Just rotate this picture and your problem will be solved."

What a digital mushroom with a digital solution.

And if I hear it correctly, everything could be achieved digitally.

Alice, you must unlearn and relearn.

Fallen Stars

So Alice should have arrived on weekdays; all mushrooms in the jungle are now a simple ordinary mushroom, as simple as everyone of us.

A slime mold whatsapped me then, following by one that was air-cushioning atop a bracket mushroom. Is disguising as a mushroom a trend now, though they are also called moon poo, star jelly or star shot?

They should be prouder to be themselves. Google rang me that Fate magazine described them to be of extraterrestrial origin which float through space!

"As he whose quicker eye doth trace, A false star shot to a mark'd place, Do's run apace, And, thinking it to catch, A jelly up do snatch." - 1641, Sir John Suckling.

Interesting, very interesting! How could Alice miss this part of the Wonderland?

Mushroom creatures

We always have the feeling of insecurity, mushroom creatures feel the same.

My instinct tells again they are blending into another form after their identity has been exposed.

I mean no harm, that we used to say. They believed the other way around.

Their power can only change them within the forms of mushroom. They have their limitation.

Only if I know cellphone contact of Alice, mushroom creatures will continue to be who they are as written in the script, and Wonderland and its extensions are still mysterious places.

Stranded

A friend messaged me: After eating a few mushrooms, people who were stranded on a strange planet have turned into mushroom creatures.

My instinct tells instantly that they have reached the Earth and are now blending into the crowd of brown mushrooms, because the later are too common to attract attention.

What are they doing over here?

They are Google-mapping for the whereabouts of Alice; they believe she has the clue on how to transform them back to their old selves. A little girl cannot be denied from having a mighty power.

I would not disclose their exact location on Waze, otherwise their departure will end my another possible very interesting finding about the adventure of Alice beyond the Wonderland.

A mushroom's destiny

From a pin head, a mushroom grew into a big mushroom over a dark night.

Only in the morning it realises  that, though its mycelium spreads over hundreds of square miles, its sky is so shallow. It gets stuck from going upwards.

The world is so big, it wonders why at this point it has chosen to emerge from.

What mushrooms do everyday

Oh what mushrooms do everyday:

Watching ants arguing and trying to interpret in their context. Posting then on their internet.

Boosting about one's experience in Mario's land and another's in Alice in Wonderland. Neither of them can convince each other, they continue.

Standing still like an honour guard challenging who will collapse first, though the one who laughs last will not laugh long.

Lost in Dreams

I continued to pursue what seemed to be so right in these busy weeks, so much so a mushroom talk has become an interlude in these hectic days.

What do mushrooms dream, though superficially they have repeated a same life for centuries?

Did they ever need CPR for  drowning in their sweet dreams?

Dreaming so actively I am lost to know which are dreams, which are not.

Mushrooms in Year of the Rooster

It's now entering the eighth day of the Year of the Rooster.

How many mushrooms will I be programmed  to discover in this new year? Yes, programmed; A new year is downloaded annually, every of our intentions and actions are programmed. There may be abnormalities, and it is so called virus infection.

Roosters are not taught to eat mushrooms selectively. They will start hallucinating, but then, the point is, I am fated to show off lesser mushrooms, or in another way, I have to dig and scratch more into the bushes. Hopefully, virus will not be around, I shall still be a usual me.

Future is always unknown. I carry on daydreaming in my blog along with some surviving mushrooms.

Life is made simple, just carry on.

A series of mushroom dreams

(Don't write life with words). 

Though imperfect, quirky, flawed and weird, life is still beautiful when looking from many angles, be it through the eyes of a human, a bird or an ant. 

These is always an inspirational effect, although the cause seldom be known, it is felt when I start day dreaming. 

I do not write life with words, I write it with a series of mushroom dreams. 

Does it involve a hallucinogenic effect as well?

Dreamer Mushroom, the Force

This is really a very small mushroom. It is one eighth of the size of a little finger nail. Its snoring is so soft that Alice had not mentioned this mushroom before.

There are many little mushrooms around, even Jedi are no more here anymore. These insignificant little mushrooms continue to dream, to save the dream.

The Force is with them, and they are one with the Force.