The "dreams like reality". By Cotosiro. This is the revised edition having been translated from Japanese edition. February 7, 2004. This was rewritten a little in May 3, 2005. This was revised in February 3, 2009. Since it doesn't know English well, it doesn't know whether the expression is proper.
		2. One mole and the ghost.
	However, whose was that solemn voice? As it thought before, is it a god's voice? Anyhow, I still can't understand the thing he stated. Why is the asking about the future meaningless? When noticing, I had asked oneself about the thing, while roaming around into the dream. And, my thinking like that produces new words one after another. Furthermore, the new words floated in the dark as the vague image, like a cloud or the strange light. And, the images like that link each other, one after another, and produce newer image. However, it is strange. It seems the meanings that its relationship shows are incoherent if it considers the meaning of each word, though as for its relationship itself, it seems to be right logically. "Why, did I get dementia?". I turned my eyes away from the link of words, feeling a weird fear. Just then, whole of the space at the dream loses light for a instant though it doesn't know why. When it notices, all had melted into the horrible dark. Or, it may be that the objects it had recognized are nowhere any more really. Anyhow, the dark is deep so unusual that it makes me think like that. And, strangely, my five senses started to lose its function.
	If this situation continues for long, it seems even one's self disappear. I suddenly felt a terribly chill loneliness. To feel nothing is the pain for anyone. I wanted from the heart the object I can recognize. Just then, I feel a sign of someone behind me suddenly. By any chance, would my mind wanting to recognize have called something to this dark world? I looked back suddenly. However, it is strange a little. Though it doesn't know why it is, one mole with blond hairs is staring at me there. "Stop pretending to think! You know already, won't you?". The mole said so in the ironical tone when his eyes meet me. Apparently, he looks to be feeling me miserable. I felt anger for a instant. However, it necessarily wasn't I could understand his words. Or else, would I have read a suggestion of something from his words at that time?
	Anyhow, the opponent is a mere mole having nothing besides a little brain. I couldn't keep the patience against the impertinent looking mole. "You understand nothing of mine!". Before noticing, I had shouted like that, staring at the mole. However, it is strange. When next moment noticing, I were stared at by a terribly poor looking man having the appearance like a skeleton. Furthermore, it seems I am under the ground, not the hollow of the tree. "Why is this?". I gazed at the man only in amazement, unable to understand. However, it is certain he is considerably twisted man. It was because the man glances up at me as if it peeps at my mind. To all appearances, it seems it is better to not get concerned in him. I turned my eyes away from him, pretending to know nothing. However, what a strange situation it is! My hands had been covered by the blond hairs when it notices. In other words, it is that I already were the mole having blond hairs though it doesn't know why. Furthermore, strangely, the poor looking man also was me as well. It is that the mole who is me had gazed at the poor looking man who once was me.
			This poor looking man, in spite of longing for the sunlight, is waiting to fall into the death, thinking one's future is pessimistic. So, the mole who is me told him "As you like, if you can't understand my talk in spite of my kind suggestion". And, I, when turning my back to him, left him there and continued to dig in with my sharp claws. To tell the truth, the place I am digging is the vein of various jewelry called truth. I found out these with my sharp sense of smell and ate these as the nourishment. Its purpose is the finding the sunlight it regards as most valuable jewel. "I expose myself to sunlight to my heart's content, jumping up on the ground sometime". The zeal like that made me forget this dark and loneliness. The vein of jewelry leads me to more valuable truth, suggesting digging deeper. I kept on digging intently, taking the suggestion. And, I always could excavate fine jewelry.
	These all are very sweet for me. I devoured the jewelry without tiredness whenever I find these. The brightness of the jewel gets known by nobody if the said jewel isn't excavated. I, when noticing the thing, excavated certain truth. That is, it is that it noticed to feel anxious of the future is meaningless. It was because the cognition creates the future. In other words, the most important thing is the recognizing of all rightly, without adding one's wish. It is that the jewelry I excavated until now told me like that. However, the vein of jewel ends once as a time. When I give my hands a rest unwillingly, the quietness under the ground permeated into my heart gradually. And, the situation like that makes me feel the emptiness of the digging slightly. But, why do I feel the emptiness like that? By any chance, am I tired? So, is it that I feel the emptiness? Or else, is there other cause? However, I can't find the believable answer. Anyhow, I started to doubt whether to keep on digging the tunnel is right or not for my living. Just then, strange sound is heard behind me slightly. By any chance, would it be my fancy caused by this quietness? I had looked back before noticing. However, what a persistent man he is! It can see far through the dark, the poor looking man in question comes, crawling toward me. It must be that he had tailed me for long. I had stared at him in spite of oneself. Just then, the man stops moving for the moment. And, he also stared at me with glancing up. He now is in the distance of about one hundred meters from me. When I again stares at him, he gave off the weird undulation toward me. And, his pale face also fluoresced weirdly.
	However, what a weird face it is! "Don't come! I have nothing to do with you any more!". I shouted at him like that, feeling a fear in spite of oneself. His face floating into the dark is see-through like a ghost. By any chance, it may be he already is a ghost. In spite of oneself, I have exposed my frightened mind. The man extends his right arm toward me with the weird behavior. It seems it is like, saying "I will catch you surely". I turned my face away from him in spite of oneself. Just then, the man says in over-familiar tone "Oh, don't hate me so, because you are me" as if it sneers at me. What a detestable words it is! "Why, what did you say? I don't know you! Don't come here!". I again shouted at him, making a false show of power in spite of oneself. However, the man keeps on creeping on his stomach toward me straight, not minding my talk. It looks like, to be spider or scorpion.
	When noticing, I had sweated at both hands. And, I already am a human being, not a mole. The mole is seen nowhere. However, as for the persistent ghost in question, it didn't disappear unfortunately. It was certain he is trying to kill me. However, where did the mole go?". I looked for the mole desperately, while paying attention to the ghost. If I am not the mole, I can dig the tunnel no longer. It is because the sharp claws are nowhere any more. Furthermore, the ghost in question is aiming to kill me, tailing me insistently. This is the terribly awkward situation. I got irritated, not knowing what to do. The ghost says. "Oh, what a foolish man you are! Nobody can see sunlight however for long it digs under the ground. Didn't you know this simple things?". And, he sneered at me with the pale face spitefully. I had found out the fine jewelry with the hard effort. In spite of that, must I be killed at this dark tunnel secretly? Regrettable feelings and despair started to torment me gradually. The loud laugh the ghost gives off is resounding with this abandoned mine. My vigor seemed to already have gotten withered.
			But, strangely, feelings of anger gush out from my heart a next moment. Would it be because I still am attached to my life? Or, would it be because my pride led me to do so? Anyhow, I had shouted at the ghost before noticing. "You are only a mere failure not finishing resting peacefully in your grave! Your opinion is needless for me.". However, the ghost doesn't flinch at all. He asked me in the cool look. "Why, there is sun upon the ground. In spite of that, why do you keep on digging under the ground?". And, he sneered at me with the spiteful look. For me, it is the refutation tearing the heart. I, not knowing the words to retort because of the terrible bewilderment, only stared at him. The ghost says. "You already know the true thing, won't you? In reality, you are avoiding jumping up on the ground, because you are growing accustomed to this dark too much. You are afraid of sunlight.". All the words the ghost has uttered torment me. And, I were feeling also a terrible humiliation. It was because I thought my secret anxiousness is being exposed under sunlight. Though I want to retort, I had lost the vigor like that.
	When it sees, the detestable ghost approaches me increasingly. When the atmosphere in the cave moves slightly, I felt the smell of dead person for a instant. It has to escape at any cost. However, the place to escape was nowhere any more. Needless to say, it is because this place already is the end of the bottom of the abandoned mine. I started to scratch on the wall of soil with my hands, hurrying when turning my back to the ghost. Just then, I hears the ghost's voice resounding with the cave from across my back. When I look back suddenly, the ghost said "you must die here soon in compensation of your having left me", while staring at me as if it is a hannya. The ghost's eyes are red as if it is burning. And, his mouth with the thin lips opened wide as if it is shark's mouth. "Oh, I am killed!". I, when again turning my back to the ghost in a fluster, started to scratch the wall of soil desperately. (The hannya means Japanesque female demon a woman was changed to because of her strong jealousy.). When it sees, sunlight in morning is shining into the hollow I am in. When I poke my face out of the hollow and peep at the surrounding sight, several beams are shining, reflected with the trees and weeds while threading through the woods obliquely. And, birds are flying around here and there, while often singing. "I will forget the bad dream fast". When murmuring like that, I stepped out of the hollow with the pleasant mood as if it is drawn to the birds' song. Then, I looked up at heavens, when stretching my back. When it turns the eyes on the twigs, strangely the injury the storm gave is getting cured already. And, it also can't feel the sign of an evil spirit. The evil spirit seemed to have disappeared.
	As it thought, it seems this is the forest an good spirit governs on. I were thankful to the good spirit for his help though I don't know well how great he is. And, I also felt relief from the bottom of my heart. However, the wasteland it can look at through the trees is still giving off the weird atmosphere. If it goes into the wasteland once, it is certain an evil spirit attacks me. But, it is hard to fight with an evil spirit now because my physical strength became weak considerably. And, this may be the travel not finishing everlastingly. If so, it seems it is better to stay at this forest for a little while to recover my physical strength. I started to walk toward the inner part of the forest, after glancing at the wasteland.
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