text: People don’t read like they used to. That is for sure. When I was lost one year. I think it was 1984 here which means 1976 to me there I was in Disneyland. First and only time I was there. I was like eight or nine, maybe. I had gotten lost in the Halls of President’s. Now in Disneyland there is a secret passages everywhere. And? Well, I saw a Disney character go into one of the passageways. My parent was elsewhere and? Well, I like exploring it is probably why I am lost most of my life. Anyway, I go into this hallway. Cement floors and a corridor going down into an underground passage ways. Like a pirate, I went off exploring. Figuring at this age that maybe Captain Hook had left something for me. So like most of my problem is remembering where I am at. Meaning? I am not an idiot. I counted one right turn etc. Figuring how to get back if I had to. After the fifteenth turn seeing the employees’ lunch room. No one was there. Finding the custom changing room. Blush, I walked in on Cinderella and some old guy fondling her. When she saw me, she screamed. The guy looked pretty busy trying to get his pants up. I figured it was time to take 15 left turns to get back upstairs. Well. That is a dilemna not dilemma in my reality. Meaning? I ended up in some private movie theatre. And? Well, they were watching the premier of the Black Cauldron. So? Well, there was a guy that looked like Disney there and several other people. One I remember and recognize when I got lost elsewhere. Anyway they were watching and talking about how the ending was bad. Meaning? Well, in the movie I saw. Meaning I sat down. I had no clue as to who was in the dark, and I was not interested being caught by Cinderella. They were talking about the ending. Meaning? Well, I got to see the movie after that. In the one I saw the witches boiled someone and the kid kept the sword and became some ruler of the Skeleton’s kingdom or ah yes now I remember my memory was the villain called the Horn King or something like that. So anyway, the original one I saw the kid for whatever nonsense became just like the Skeleton or Horn King for whatever reason. And I think the movie they boiled the dog. They were talking about how the music was praise worth and wondering how much they would have to pay critics to praise this evil ending. Then the lights came on. The guy evidently finally got his pants up because he ran into the theatre. The guy that looked like Disney turned to him and asked what he thought of the movie. And that was when I left. Now you might say. Silly, the movie you are talking about did not come out in 1976. All I can say is what I remember. And the secret ingredient was a dog. Now getting out of there, I ran. And ran. When I stopped running, I recognized where the heck I was at. I was somehow climbing the stair case for the Pirates of the Caribbean entrance to the dining area that one floats by when you are on the ride. So I somehow ending up almost like half way across the park in my little movie adventure. At this time I, being a nine or ten-year-old kid, realized how screwed or lost I was and went to find someone to ask for help to find my parent. Well, that did not work out so good. Evidently my adventure was recorded on some close circuit television thing. I ended up with the guy that looked like Disney. The conversation was spooky. He asked at the end what I had thought of the movie? I bluntly said I liked the dog better than the main character why not throw the main character into the pot instead and boil him? It was a rather long day at this time. My parent had started the search for me and I ended up being talked to. My parent at that time had to sign some papers, and I was forbidden to talk about anything. Years later I heard that the guy with his pants down got caught doing thing with a lady on the elevator that is in the Cinderella castle in Florida. This story of course, being in California. I always wondered if that movie did not make any sense because the one I saw seemed like a pretty solid story and the one I saw afterwards seemed dark and disjointed. As for the dog coming back to life, that part I liked. Years later, I meet one of the people that was sitting in that room elsewhere. He was a changed man. Seemed scared for his life. Why? He talked about things that made no sense to me. Like a train from Orlando Airport right to Disney World. How that the Empire State Building had once upon a time had an Evil Cafe. And the evil villains were made to look like good characters and public was sold on the idea. He even went as far as talking about a book Disney had gotten which was magical. Where from? No idea the story teller just told about how Disney had purchased a book right after losing Oswald. Now this is the problem for me. I had to ask who Oswald was. Evidently Disney story was different. I remember business college how Disney first character had been Mortimer Mouse. That you do not sign anything unless you are sure you know what it means or you could lose it was the moral of that college leature . So I guess I the guy was from elsewhere or my college professor was nuts. One or the other. Anyways, meaning the guy talked about how Disney had opened a book from Chaldean’s time. And if you were stupid or evil enough, you could just poof things into existence. Seemed rather far fetched. Even where we were talking, which was a Skiff room doing a bizarre secret project with sound and light. Meaning? If you have not guested it yet. We all are avatars in some absurd game. Laughter. No really you don’t believe me do you? The secret is we all eat plants. And plants are made out of light. And wola the secret ingredient of life are light making you nothing more than an avatar. Which is sad because unless you are playing pirate usually life is boring. Making me think whoever is playing me has a fate for me. The question is it I am pot asking God why I was made this way? Or a person kicked out of heaven for a dress code? Or am I just a traveling spirit telling you that you are nothing more than light? Shh.. Keep the secret to yourself until you ask what the key is. The key? Sure. After hearing that absurd story about Disney World and a book. I had to find the book. And? I know the where about in 1997. Since then? The storage area might have burnt down, who knows. Was I stupid enough to read the book? Read the Secret of Light and then comment what you think.