I am staring at the horizontal chasm of a dark doorway
breathing, feeling, passing on my everyday thoughts
trying to see beyond the perimeter that is my consciousness
attempting to change my reality in this focused moment
and after countless breaths not counted and feelings felt
I suddenly am dragged through into a night vision
passing by dust particles that are like the stars in the sky
into another realm yet I know it’s all in my head
a place where the colors are changed and the distances magnified
there I meet a shadow figure, an eerie outline of a man
who tells me half-truths and gives me half-puzzles
then he tells me to phase out and instinctively I blink my eyes
I blink so fast that I again see the colors changing
until the shadow man disappears and other figures appear
which are like films, moving images within a dark city
yet there is no canvas on which they are projected
I feel very much like I could touch them and feel them
they talk to me without actually directing the talk at me
and from their strange language I learn things
I learn about myself, a lot, especially in relation to others
then I am given the Book of Life and without reading
I know what is dead within me and what still lives
then they suddenly tell me it’s time to go
without good byes I again am dragged somewhere else
when the stars have settled I notice being in my room again
staring once more in the horizontal chasm of a dark doorway
it has not been more than 15 minutes, but it felt like a month
and it feels like the world is somehow entirely different
I take stock of what I had and what I have now
content, I go about the rest of my night in confidence
that tomorrow things are going to be different