I had a strange feeling today, just after my late night walk
in park and a warm shower, I laid myself in bed with some old movie running on
Tv just to get me bored enough to fall asleep. It was between the moment of
watching a scene for 50+ time and sleeping that I realized, I was awake and yet
asleep.
The feeling was strong, a sort of losing control of my own
body while I could just lay there and observe as body slowly eased mind into
sleep. It was first time that I noticed such feeling, a rather strong sensation
of being ripped of power over your own body, your own actions. Perhaps it was
not first time it happened, I am sure it was not, but this was first time I was
aware of it and felt the change happen.
Just a moment of realization what was going on happened and
already I could feel mind flooded with images that were not my memories, was I
sleeping awake? I saw rough mountain tear itself in front of me, cliff that
split ground in two and a lush green color before TVs’ sounds pulled me back
to reality. Hand reached for remote and I turned off the TV while my rather
heavy breathing lips indicated mind and body were just as shocked of what
happened. Water was a good solution at that point, a glass I left for myself on
the bedside and turned down lights will get me to sleep more properly. Now, I started
to toss and turn, thinking on the experience, on this weird aftertaste it left
on me and convincing myself I was just imagining it all.
Finally my brain gifted me to stop thinking, perhaps like a
calm before the storm till all those visions came back. I remember I could see
the cliffs spreading everywhere I looked, they were as tall as my eyes could
reach. When my gaze looked down I only realized I was standing in water up to
my ankles. Why am I not feeling cold or wet from this water? It crossed my
mind, but not for long did I debate on it as already my mind painted even more.
It seemed most what Is aw came and went in flashes, colorless shapes that didn't
make much of a sense, just like the unfeeling water I tried to walk through.
I tried few times to move or walk, but it seemed like I was
tied down on the spot, forced to stay and just watch. It was then my heart
raced enough to wake me up again, body straightened up beneath the thin sheets
and my eyes instantly looked around only to notice, morning was well under the
way. Was I really dreaming this long?
Torturing myself through a night with a place
I have never seen before…
I must be losing my mind….
Time for a morning cup of coffee to forget about this
tortured night.


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