Dreams

It was happening again. Every night it was the same. I always know that I'm dreaming but I can't wake up. The room is dark, but I can see vague shapes illuminated by the soft moonlight spilling in from the window. The moonlight intensified through the glass and swirled around my room filling it up with a crystal clear, bright liquid fill the room. The liquid shines brier and and brighter. It hurts my eyes to look at it. BHWAM...!!!! I feel the explosion resonate through my body before I see it. It's beautiful in it's lethality. Like a flawless diamond ripped apart at the seams. The fragments becoming a rainfall of diamonds catching and reflecting the light. The explosion echo's out and expands. It catches me in it's wave pushing me out into the nothingness. I swirl around senseless. No direction no light nothing only darkness. Scared and confused I panic and desperately try to find some way to get my bearings. My heart calms when I again find the Krystle clear liquid light. Relief washes over me and I think it's over. And then I remember, I always remember I'm still dreaming and the worst has yet to come.

I wake up in a cold sweat, breathing hard. I look around my room and realize that everything is fine. The moonlight is ordinary and nothing is threatening or bad. At least that's what usually happens.

Except for tonight.

Tonight I realize that I'm not dreaming. I never was. This is my reality and I've been dreaming all along. I feel the heavy crushing weight of dread fall on me as I look up to the sky. It's strange pink vibrance seeming incredibly familiar. I see it begin. I bright crystal light in the sky. It spread across blotting out all the stars as it went. And then the explosion. The blackness the nothingness. My heart plugged and I remembered the light. the light all at once back except for one spot in the sky where all the light was being pulled into. The sky where the light had been pulled away from was no longer pink but utterly black. No color, no stars, no light. A darkness like I cant describe. So immense and crushing. Like looking at it hurt.

Eventually almost all the light was pulled into the black hole. There was a collective sigh of acceptance from my entire planed as we were pulled into the black hole and crushed to pieces and made part of the cosmic wind cascading through the universe with all the lives that have lived. I am a dream in a web of dreams each night reliving and replaying in the minds of all those who still live.

The End