Abstract Extremely Short: Stories for Grown up Kids

By Diana Ivanova

Time is the thing we wish we could sell and buy, we might be lost seeking the way to do it only we still have this short option called life and the powers to make it our way.

It is our parallel life, our free fantasy going its ways during the whole saturated with events busy days in everyday life, hard decisions and the caused need of bringing back to life all our inner world to make us alive.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Mar 7, 2013
• ISBN: 9781481785327

Diana Ivanova

Diana Ivanova , born in Sofia, Bulgaria in 1977. Lived in an average family with all the cultural imposed way of thinking. Graduated in high school of fine arts first and several university degries after … economics, history of culture, photography, psychology courses, philosophy…etc. was time for finding a field to combine it all – first starting her IT company, working on new projects and areas, then after many changes ended enjoying dinamics on fund markets … people are born to try everything and stay open minded as long as possible. “My big dream is to learn mathematics and time is never enough and never on the right point . But dreams are born to be dreams. They keep us alive.”

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- falling in love

- the frozen man /the dark place/

- kicking asses

- double vision / holographic twin /

- the meaningless book of the dead person

- the doctor living with his patients

- dark mystery /here she comes/

- the ghost living on the upper level

- the jelly being / it’s lonely on the top/

- being a machine /the black box/

- the madhouse /the man with many faces /

- the guy with the long blond hair

- the legend

- searching for the good mood

- having it

- glowing from inside

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Diana Ivanova , born in Sofia, Bulgaria in 1977. Graduated in fine arts first and several more degrees after - economics, history of culture, photography, psychology courses, philosophy… Changing different areas – from advertisement and IT to the dynamics of fund markets. People are born to try everything and stay open minded as long as possible. My big dream is to study mathematics and time is never enough and never on the right point. Dreams are born to be dreams. They keep us alive.

Contents

THE FROZEN MAN

KICKING ASSES

DOUBLE VISION

THE DOCTOR LIVING WITH HIS PATIENTS

THE MEANINGLESS BOOK OF THE DEAD PERSON

DARK MISTERY

THE GHOST LIVING ON THE UPPER LEVEL :)

THE JELLY BEING

BEING A MACHINE

THE MADHOUSE

THE GUY WITH HE LONG BLOND HAIR

THE LEGEND

SEARCHING FOR THE GOOD MOOD

HAVING IT

GLOWING FROM INSIDE

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THE FROZEN MAN

/the dark place/

It is dark.

So dark that everything is just a feeling. Nothing to see. Impossible. At first look subjects are coming like shadows to feel only.

The ground seems to be all round , a globe you are onto. A whole empty dark place and someone alone inside. Even more then round - as a black egg. But fist it seems to be round bent down - the right way, and then it is bending up - to the opposite - somehow close to closing above you.

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Someone stays inside the dark nothing and the ground is going to cover him - close over but it seems ok - like this is the way thing have to be and they are.

   Silence.

   Its almost time the guards to light the six torches. .. This place is so quit, unreal and maybe scary - just an illusion not – someone’s black naked reality.

This lonely chair ... it’s feeling like a chair only because we had chairs from centuries.

We had chairs long time ago and somehow we are used to the idea having them, sitting on them. How to sit with no chair ? But now we don’t have chairs, we don’t need them. And it’s the air you are sitting on and maybe the ground isn’t real too because we don’t need it anymore. Its just beautiful. Or the way we think of it.

What a strange place - darkness or maybe so called darkness - nothing, silence,

the things u love, the things that scare you, the things you are used to and who knows what else - the expectations and feelings, or memories of what feelings should be.

This must be in the far future - looks like future for sure. But these torches come from our deep past. And this galaxy is coming from our dreams - sometimes in dreams galaxy is closing and maybe its time.

   The torches. Like an ancient ritual they are light one by one. Human past -

the idea to watch the light and everything to be seen and showered with lightness. It seems so ancient - six guards walking in the dark with sparkling little things in their hands. Coming closer and closer and making the darkness run away for a while. Coming to six vertical shadows and lighting them - so the fire light makes things to be seen. But they are just the same.

We don’t need this kind of light. We have true feelings about things. We just know.

   Believing in your dreams ? They are most real then everything and they never die

until life time. This place is inside. Its immortal. And everyone is lucky having it. It allows making whatever you want with it, bind it, stretch it, smash it and recreate it. But what could it do to you ? Maybe same things, maybe nothing, maybe worse ...

The surface of the earth bending up and down, no colors, no noises only darkness

feelings and silence. Even the guards don’t make any noise , no steps to hear, long covered shadows - black long mantles and the weapons from the past hidden inside them. The long mantles which they wear are not black too – they have no color like everything else. Our black minds are making them black. The air is not black too, the earth is mostly gray and flat as a glass but we see it black from all the darkness. Darkness is better because we only feel and it helps feeling the light inside us.

One place that makes