Windows XP Performer

Driving past I glanced to my left and saw the smooth curve of a beautiful scenic field, a perfect wave of green against a blue sky, then my mind flashed back to an another digital time zone sitting there plain as day in real life within a rectangular frame, the Microsoft Windows background. 
 
I knew then that this field would be my canvas, to explore and paint with my body and mind. 

Once I set foot outside that car, painted, it had begun. It was a race between creativity and the setting sun, who shall win? Who is controlling who? No stopping only fast adrenaline, no pauses, only wild fear and excitement.

I began to transition, first crouching, crawling, looking up and around, where was I?, Awoken on this foreign land, however I knew It was mine, this vast expanse of green for me to own. The sun was waiting. It was time. 

My limbs began to move, whipping up, down and around, guiding me down the path, my body swayed graciously, the movements were not my own, but they came somewhere from deep within and erupted out.

I ran. Ran into the field, I set up. Then flew across the field again positioning myself in the middle. I must perform. It took over, time became fictional. A puppet on strings I was, the earth was playing with me pushing me and pulling me around in the eye of the screen. The other reality I started in was long gone and I was lost in the new rectangled earth and my new body. It had been hours, yet my body felt unused, numb to any pain.

I existed in an altered reality in-between humanity, technology and nature, where time was looped and never ending.