Topic: big reflection
yes, alan, in fact, i just woke up . . . it took me a minute to realize that i was truly awake. but you see, i saw someone in here earlier, alan. just a few moments ago, actually. it didnt feel right . . . and i dont feel a presence anymore, but . . .
see, i was just in the Big Reflection, except it seemed different this time. i could see an endless series of realms above me, and so i looked down to my feet to ground myself, so to speak. when i did this, the ground below me began crumbling away into a glowing redness, and then finally into pure darkness . . .
so i turned my head back to the clouds, and i tried raising myself up. as i did this, i heard a familiar voice jeering at me. "you cannot go that way," they said, "thats not the way you should go." and i felt a million invisible fingertips dragging me down, and i would look down and see the ground crumbling away further, and i would try to ignore it, looking back up toward the brightness. i yearned for the light, and i did get closer . . . i saw myself rising through the different realms, higher and higher until suddenly the light was too bright, and i was repelled. i lost my strength and began to fall, but those million fingertips were there to catch me, and grasp me, and pull me back down to the ground, but there was no ground now, just an abyss which swirled with blackness.
then i woke up.
you see, i have the living room lights on a good deal of the time, even while sleeping, but i do keep the lights in the bedroom off. so, after i woke up a short while ago, i got up and left my room(without needing the light . . . one just gets used to space after a while) and i went to the bathroom, strangely affected by my bizarre Big Reflection experience. but then, i walked back to my bedroom and pushed open the door, and almost instinctively--as if still yearning for the brightness--i switched the light on . . .
in that split second of first light, when the blackness suddenly recedes, i saw that figure sitting in my computer chair, smiling at me, but almost before i could register this thought, it had fled out of the room with the rest of the darkness . . . but that grin just seemed to etch itself into the reality before my eyes, to burn itself into my retinas . . . i still can barely get it out of my mind as i sit here typing.
im still awake, right? so i mean, it couldnt have been a dream. thats the figure that spoke to me before, and probably the voice in the Big Reflection earlier . . . but that being is nothing. hes nothing to me.
nothing at all.
~Rex~
Posted by Alan Cross
at 6:33 AM EST
Updated: Saturday, 19 March 2005 6:42 AM EST