A distant thumping lay resonant in my head, perhaps echoing the distorting chaos occurring around me. It wasn't terrible chaos, every piece around me fit in its own certain, culminating way, however, it was hard to keep track of. In a way, it was sort of beautiful, with the air around me sparkling with a million opportunities in the hymn of electricity. A chorus lights bleed into sight from every direction, slowly dissolving into nothing at all- and everything all at once. Mangled vibrations seeped from the wall- well rather, from the circular, never-ending tunnel. The rhythm of the opening and my breath slowly crept into unison to the point where it was impossible to tell where I had ended and where it had begun. The music of color and the sight of sounds began to ache in my mind began to rift once the flowing waves of restlessness rippled across the floor past my feet.
I began to walk further into the ebbing flow of everything and marveled at every sight. It was as if God had written beauty in the tunnel with bright lights and friction. The more I walked the more I realized it was less like a tunnel with lovely sights and distant lights than it was a raw stream of consciousness, yet disrupting anarchic and alluring in its own way. In short, it was an infinite spiral. A beautiful symphony. A cacophony of breathlessness. An obscure tranquillity. A flickering omnipresence. An impossible possibility. An apex of everything I didn't know that I didn't know. It was here that life, though, and certainty lingered. And for a moment, I truly lost myself.
Sitting in the middle of all of it was a small, little creature. I couldn't make out much more than its beady bright eyes, but I didn't have to. Just looking at it I knew it was just like me, a personality, taking a breath away from the constant loop of the outside. And then it ran. And then I chased it. Not to catch it, but to greet it as old two friends rejoining once again. My feet glided over the land, in a tight cadence that echoed through the spiral. The creature snuck up a tunnel and left the gyre. My spirit caught up a few minutes later.
Gone was the overwhelming place of everything that I will ever do and now there was a room. It was just a room, there was nothing and it was dark, but that was a thing of itself. The dark nothingness felt like a cool stream of water I was wading through. It was, like the tunnel, a place out of space that didn't belong. There was nothing to see but around me, there was a nagging feeling of... feelings. It was the opposite of the tunnel, that was everything all at once, this was nothing all the time. A sort of asylum to rest. The border between her and everything else was nonexistent now and I was one with the black. Perhaps there was anything in here, and it was just waiting for me to make it real.
And then, was an anachronism of even this timeless chamber, far ahead was a large white door. Or rather, when I came closer, I realized, it was an elevator. Inside was a single button, not labeled, just as obscure as everything else. No up or down I suppose, just the way its meant to be. I was waiting in an ocean of white for some time. A minute became an hour. And after an hour time got murkier. It took as long as what I imagine forever feels like, yet, I didn't mind. Then it stopped, and I got out.
A skyline peeked over the horizon, with a muted silhouette against the sunrise filtering past the jagged shape of the skyscrapers. The yellow pervasive sun shined on everything, and when it shined on me, my rebirth was complete. I was just a person against the sun rays, but then, I knew I was everything I would ever be. With the sunrise, everything seemed more clear. The ocean was more brilliant, the city more exciting, and the hope more present. And in this glory, I basked until the sunrise had become just the sun.
Now, I slept.
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