Silence11

The sun hits hard outside while I walk on an empty square. I hold my chin up thinking no thoughts since nothing can possibly come to mind at this point. I continue walking, rubbing my chin as I do and wandering aimlessly for a solid 6 seconds or so. Turns out when one is doing a whole lot of nothing you'll naturally end up doing something up there in your head. Give me enough time to waste in-dream and I'll eventually figure things out.

I begin thinking.

Wait! This is a dream!

A sense of relief washes over me.

How long has it been?

I push forward and now it dawns on me this realization that I'm still here, alive in the dream.

I'm still dreaming.

There is no restriction in place, to my surprise. No restraint of this body. What's more, I bear no reference to my real body outside this place. No vibratory force is pulling me out of my dream tonight.

I run in circles one, two, three, four times even! I run around and smile from ear to ear the entire time. I stop suddenly and focus on the ground in front of me. Can I pull this off? A need to tear the terrain apart and open it up from each side, and push whatever is below to the sky and above. We're talking a small demonstration of power here. I hold still and stare at the spot where everything is about to happen.

Wait, what in God's name am I supposed to do here?!

I picture the events in my head and await the inevitable.

Nothing.

I lose grasp of myself in an instant. Everything turns dark all of a sudden and a force rushes in and strikes me all over. I know now what is actually going to happen.

The dream ends.