Inside the Paradox

Inside
the
Paradox

By S.Gonzalez

There is a palace with many rooms and countless they are and often astounding.  There are inhabitants and each are different from the other.The people are called Many, and are spoken to by the Owner of this dimension. Yet mere specks are they, in the mansion called Paradox.

-It is said;

"The rooms are all different, 

in size and shape and inspiration,

They are unique as are their makers,

And each maker is a Character,

Each Character has their own room,"

If that is so, then those who dwell within are unknowing or keeping silent. In this grand ancient mansion, only called Paradox, it's own secret.

"There are some that call it heaven,

While others damned,

 feel only hell." 

This too say the monks, it is often quoted. 

All fear the demons, of that everyone knows to be true.

They are hunters,twisted by the demonic lords of Power and Greed. No one has ever seen them and lived. And yet, those who do are often they're mindless servants.

There is a leader to their Kind, he rides on spectral mount. "Beware the One," ancient tribesmen of the desert people have spoken. "He wears the Golden Mask, he rides in a swiftly fashion and keeps souls alive within his chest."

Each character is vulnerable and strong, just trapped by the splendor of each room. Yet venture on a darker path, and often it is said, many have been trapped. Trapped and bathed within the mansion of many rooms.

till the Huntsmen come. Either they kill you or they take you to the Golden Mask; and you must always learn to fear that day.

If you die within Paradox, you are returned in to the World. In the World you are a worker, and life is short. Often enough, only a very few souls come back from that. It's balanced and predictable,

in fact quite ignorant."You improve your character there,

Or destroy it," As again, the ancient tribe of hermits say.

"Until one day you find again,

That door which only waits,
 when ready made you,
and you escape,

Tossed and tumbled,

a Character again remembers,"

 "Many always remember,
how they got there,
 upon waking,

In those mazes, 
In that Mansion,

 in that twisted wonderful spiral,
called only Paradox."