I wake up in the middle of the night, and a sticky film clings to my skin. I feel exhausted, like instead of sleeping I had been running for hours. I wasn't running, no, I was falling. I dreamt I was falling, forever falling. Where? Was I... I was where? In no place, in a place with no time, at the end of all, at the end of everything, and I fell and fell and fell and fell, and then was brought back time and time again, only to fall and fall and fall and fall again and again and again, endlessly. Then, a light, a shining sun amidst the primeval dark. I know that light, it spoke to me. I know that voice. I know it. I know.
Where I was, where I was, where we were, we were racing against time, in a place where there is no time, where there is all time, and the time was nigh, the time was coming, the time has come to choose.
And the choice was love or fear of pain and I chose love because everything is energy and energy is you and me.
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