Rabbit Hole Reality

Stark I stand alone and feel the pressure to know what is real, in sparks of inspiration I find gaps within the conscious mind voids I had never explored before they seem like they are opening doors to chasms and realms of dimensional places that I have never been but tracing energy and light that dance like seeds and beckon whispering 'follow me' I feel like Alice descending to Wonderland as I do the very best I can to get a hold to muster a grip but every so gradually I fall and slip deeper down the rabbit hole this is an unbelievable story to be told and as I fall colours swirl around my head and blur my vision then it all goes black until a lightening prism shakes me a wake and everything is obsidian is this my death that has finally come until I hear the mantra and the drum that the shaman is beating in a melodic rhythm looking to release me from this illusory prison called life and I a spy, a chink and a spark of iridescent light then suddenly I sprout wings and fly of the far reaches of the universe singing a song of a symphonic chorus living a dream of imaginative creativity as I find myself in a state of conscious reality.