When she'd said this a silence never
heard before fell over the village.
They all gazed at one another with
big astonished eyes. And then,
then they all whispered the
same thing in chorus: "But ... I felt that
too ...". Oh, my oh my, this was more than
their adorable precious little heads could process; How was this possible?
Manstaria had happened?
After a long
and truly interesting discussion
were everybody's ideas, thoughts,
feelings and may-be's had been duly
ventilated - a discussion that went
on for at least three whole
you're right, the longest discussion ever on one
single topic!) ...
... this is what they
concluded (well, the most popular version anyway, that
is, the song they loved to sing and
contemplate a tranquile afternoon when the warmth made
everything slow and relaxing, or, a wonderfully rainy evening,
crawled up safely in a big armchair
right next to the fireplace):
their sleep the whole village, along with
all its endearing inhabitants, had
in fact been
swirling down in a spectacular tunnel.
It was pretty much like a dance were
you spin round and round rather fast, but in a fun kind of way.
There, in this marvelous
tunnel, they had all been moulded
and twirled and mirrored and
everything, in a spiral dance
were everyone participated on
her own terms. Oh,
this sounded so merry they all wished
they'd been awake when it went on!
And, because this diddly dance
funny and amusing, their space plant had decided to
join in. She had thrown herself right
into the midst of it all, dancing
happily along with all the
mysterious little fellows she had
seen for years and years but always
from such a vast and foggy distance. And now!
- now they were all
there together, dancing side by side this
diddly happy dance of change.
They called this amazing tunnel
The Dancing Tunnel of
Then, precisely at that moment when
everybody was so exhausted from
dancing they just had to rest for a
at that exact moment - the
nap-moment - their village went through a
mysterious gate. Down they went, down into the final
stage of transition.
Here they followed the
Now, this was a rather gruesome
event, they'd figured, so
were for having taken a nap at this
specific moment, tired as they were from
dancing their merrily happy dance of change
in the wonderful Tunnel of Love when it
Yes, what was about to happen was
truly scary, and frightful. They
all shivered when for a tiny second
their precious little minds touched upon the
thought, visioning in their
mind's eyes how ...
the setting rainbow
... and their groovy little
village fell into it and ...
... dissolved in its lava-like
No, no, no, this was
too dreadful a pic to stay with.
Better to think about the fact that
they were all so exhausted when this
happened not only were they sleeping
(as you know they slept during
the entire journey of their village transition), but now they were
also sleeping within the
sleep! Oh this was such a relief to them
all to know! Because, in addition, when the
rainbow poured down
into The Unknown their space plant cried :-(
... She cried as
she watched this wonderful village with
all its wonderous little creatures
go down with it, and so heavy tears of blood fell out
of the sky.
But soon, very, very, very soon,
this part was over ...
... and something
new, hopeful and gleaming dripped
underneath the vessles with gold
that're always there at the feet of
the rainbow. (Because, as you also know, the rainbow
always rise again and then it
expects the vessels to be there and
And here, in this gleaming, glistering
new hope the final walk (or dance
began. And it was exciting, and loving,
and joyful, and
tender. In fact, it was very much a
reflection of the Heavenly Body
that embraced the village and all
its endearing inhabitants when they came pouring down.
Being embraced this way, at this
moment, by this wonderfully Loving Heavenly Body felt so
tremendously good and blissful and
comfy all the little Mount Trosslers
spontaneously joined hands and began to sing and
dance a slow, careful yet very vivacious song and dance!
(This is the song they sang:
sänker♫ och Trosslor blir små♪♪
då taaar man fram
♪den stora♫♪ ♪peenseeeln!♫!♪
Which pretty much means: When darkness
descends and Trossles get small, then you bring fooorth the
When their space plant heard and saw this
she wiped the tears away and once again she joined in
with the remarkable
little Trossles, singing and dancing
along with them in
Whenever the Mount Trossles
mused on this later on they smiled in such a
warm, loving way all the world
around them felt an unexplainable
but undeniable stroke of
huge happiness coming over them.
At the end of this eventual song and
dance, a force of Love descended. It reached out
its arms and when it did,
it closed down the old and opened up something new,
something pristine ...
... and the Mount Trosslers woke up ...
... they woke up to a world were
everything were the same and yet,
yet so peculiarly different. As if
... as if all colors had turned
brighter, more shimmering and intense somehow ... even their own reflections now
seemed more happy and, yes, colorful!
They felt like had the very air changed, like
had it let go of its old shrouded self and
now, in a cuddly mint condition, it rejoyced
everything about its unveiled existence!
You see, the village, with all its cute,
enchanting, delightful, fascinating,
dainty, precious, captivating, endearing, loveable, enthralling,
little inhabitants had ascended
through a secret