I Went to See the Gypsy
I went to see the gypsy 'cause I was feelin' poorly and overcome by the blues. I knowd she don't see just anybody, so I brought her some gifts so she would let me in. I had a monkey paw (Don't ask me how I got it.), a dead crow, a sacred datura root, and a bottle of absinthe.
Nobody around these parts dared go near her place lest they get a curse put on 'em. It was an old rundown house at the end of the road where lots of weeds growd. I went anyhow. I knocked on her screen door and showed her my gifts. After waiting for awhile, she ushered me in and told me to sit at the kitchen table.
She put my gifts on the table and looked at each one for quite some while, then she touched the dead crow. After a few minutes it started moving, it struggled to get up on its feet, then it flew out an open window.
She said, "Do you want a drink?"
"Yes," I said absently as I was thinking about the crow.
Then she picked up a kettle from the stove, poured a red tea into a cup, and handed it to me.
"What is it?" I asked? (I noticed that each of her hands had six fingers.)
She replied, "It's mandrake root tea. Drink it down if you dare."
I replied, "I might as well, since I got nothin' to lose."
After a while I felt dizzy and the room began to move.
The gypsy poured herself a glass of absinthe and began sipping it as she questioned me.
"Why comes you here?" She asked.
I replied, "I ain't sure but things ain't right and I need a cure."
"Just go to a doctor," She said.
"I tried that but no doctor wants to see me."
"Why is that?" She asked.
"I'm what they call an anomaly. My brain is wired different and does unusual things."
"Like what?" The gypsy asked.
"It creates alternative realities only I can live in. Some of them are sublime, others are terrifying, most are mundane. I switch back and forth among them a lot with great distress."
"You sure you want a cure and lose everything you got?"
"I don't know, that's why I'm here. Tell me gypsy, what should I do."
The gypsy paused for a moment, then said, "Well, I can turn you into an animal so all you care about is survival. Or I can snatch out you soul and watch you die."
"No", I said, "Nothing so drastic, just take away my blues and distress. That's all."
She sat still for a long time, then said, "You at odds with who you really be. Find one of your realities and settle down within it for better or worse. Now get out of my house afore I curse you like all the others."
We are all wanderers on this earth. Our hearts are full of wonder, and our souls are deep with dreams. ~ Romani/Gypsy Proverb