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Thin thread of hope
Creative confusion
I seem to be floating in an infinite something. Like an unfamiliar night sky. I can’t move, this does not seem to bother me. Continue reading →
White walls and music
Where is reality?

I really don’t recall why I entered the room. Maybe, I simply followed my wife, I’d follow her anywhere and she loves to go everywhere!
I was surprised at how nothing it was. It was welcoming, urging me to come in and relax. Everything was white – the walls, the ceiling, even the bench seat that was formed from the wall. There were no corners anywhere. It was soft, with gentle and soothing curves. The walls were almost misty. It was a very relaxing and non-obtrusive place to be.
It was like a cocoon that was protecting me from reality (whatever that was). Immediately I just wanted to stay there and relax. After I sat down I noticed a pair of headphones. They very neatly fitted into the curve of the wall. I placed them on my head.
Then it was total immersion in other-worldly music… the sound… it called all of my senses. It was exquisitely beautiful… I was absorbed into the wholeness of my existence… I melted into the misty white walls…
When I awoke I was crying and lying in gentle arms… “There, there my little baby… Mumma is here…”
I caught a single wisp of memory and then I forgot…
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