I am dreaming.
How do you know?
I’ve never set eyes on this place before.
Tell me, what do your eyes see?
I see the clouds, a thick dark blanket, crossing the sky, like a wall between the heavens and the earth. I stand on rocks; they’re wet and slippery beneath my bare feet. I know there is wind, but I do not feel the cold. If I scream for help or anything, that unperceivable wind will pick up my words and carry them on silent wings into nothingness, into the void beyond the horizon.
There is a void beyond the horizon?
There always is.
Go on.
I see the sun, like a great eye, winking. Casting its blinding rays across the mirror of the water. I see the sea. I see the waves roll relentlessly onto the beach, I see the ocean bob up and down out in the open. Like the heartbeat of an enormous beast, the breathing of a giant. I see the sea and I know myself.
Good
I see myself. I see myself, seeing the clouds and the rocks and the sun and the sea. And I think: which one is you?
I am the deep.
Am I dreaming?
No. You are drowning
A friend of mine wrote this, and I just had to share it. It's pretty awesome.
 SmurfQueen279 · Tue Dec 15, 2009 @ 08:23pm · 0 Comments |
