To reality, and beyond

6 weeks ago, I had a trip to an island far far away - probably to a time long lost in the grinding noises of "the new world"; true, Physics would say hell no. But Physics has been wrong before. It was the trip that gave me perception for twenty-something hours to see reality as it really is; hell, it was the trip to begin with that pushed me to rethink what 'real' means. What it's supposed to represent.

It was during those few moments that I had the mental ability to clearly see; to actually 'see' what's underneath that thick layer of lies and deceit we've all been tutored to cherish and despise. I could sense who the people surrounding me really were. I saw through their every move. I heard echoes. Obviously those peculiar single-notes weren't constrained to the borders of that island; Physics was right about air pressure, at least.

I learned a lot from those very few days. Now that I think about it, I guess I learned more there than I have for as long as I can remember. One thing learned in particular, is that... Stuff happens. Epic Shit happens. Miracles happen. Though it did take me about 6 weeks to figure out they're as unpredictable as weather. Another amazing something was how simple it was to see reality as is, to allow yourself to comprehend.

It didn't take too long for the intoxicating fog to kick in; the shadows are sharp in these parts. But now I have something to work with. Something to hold onto. At least that little section of this rollercoaster ride wasn't another dream.

I can't write anymore right now. I'm weak in front of a computer screen.

I'm just glad I had the time of my life.
BJ was right. It isn't a test, it's a lesson.