As I Dreamed

[S.I. Sheehan]

As I dreamed you were, I saw myself as I am. A sentient being, a transient of time, one of the flickering lights of substance. You were there, walking on the path beside the river that I flowed in, small particles of myself scattered about the shiny reflections of the water. The path was nothing special, just another place where we could have met. As you walked along the path, you picked up a small stone. It looked like any other stone that could have been on the bank of the river. Smooth and worn down from the elements, it had a dulled appearance. At least at first. You dampened it in my waters to see if it would change. I felt the energy rush from the stone, filling the very molecules of my being with a sense of urgency. The rock tumbled from your hand onto the ground. I watched as you twirled in a maddening dance, a sort of frenzy overtaking your body. Suddenly you stopped spinning. A carousel of flickering lights moved above the stone, making mockery of anything you had ever seen, or even that I myself had seen for that matter. At the ends of the flickering lights small creatures began to appear, creatures unlike anything you or I had ever seen. They grew larger as we watched, distorted and gruesome, lovely and tantalizing, and weird odors or thoughts began filling the air. One of the creatures loomed above you. Before you could move, it had entered your left nostril. It grunted as it forced its way into your head. You were amazed. Was it horrifying or beautiful? Shaking your head, you laughed out loud. Blood dripped from your nostril, a sticky substance that some think is the life of the body. I could never tell if you were pleased. All that I know is that you had changed forever.




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