Tribute to Alice in Wonderland author...
I woke up to find myself falling down
down
down into a rabbit hole...
...rabbit hole? No. This was no rabbit hole; it was something more, something not of this earth. It was beyond my understanding I realized, as I wondered where I was going to land or if I would land at all. "Into the abis," I thought, "and with nothing to read or music to listen to." What a strange thing to think as I tumbled down
down
down.
Oh! I've stopped and landed upon something smooth but unstable, something with bounce but absorbency so that I could not spring upward. Hmmmm. It was too dark to see. "A light switch would be very convenient in my given situation." I couldn't help but add dry humor to the problem that confronted me. And then I saw it...I didn't know what I was, but I was comforted by its appearance. It was warming and caused the ground beneath me to become agitated and move. I was sinking and yet this strange light that captivated me assured me that nothing was wrong. I thought of a bug being engaged by the illumination of a bug zapper, and how I was amused that this was probably my end and yet, like the bug, I couldn't stop looking at the damn light.
Darkness again, yet the warming glow of the light was gone and I felt a cold ground beneath me. Too afraid to open my eyes, I laid there in wait and thought that maybe someone would find me. But then the thought of someone finding me scared me. Should I want someone to find? If so, I don't think I get to choose who finds me...maybe I should open my eyes. Yes, I think that would be in my best interest. As I did, I found myself at the bottom of a staircase in an extremely dark, what-looked-to-be a basement. OH MY GOSH! I've been kidnapped and Buffalo Bill is probably about to open the door and throw lotion at me at any moment.
So I waited. And waited. And waited.
And nothing happened. And as nothing happened, according to what I thought and was waiting to happen, something happened. A light began to show throught the bottem of the tenth step; a very strange light that looked like thousand of broken mirrors that didn't overlap each other but could be seen through each other simultaneously. I found myself in the Aleph. I remembered reading this book. I was there, in his basement to see it for myself. I got up in shock, not amazment or wonder of the Aleph, but pure shock. "Should I touch it?" I don't think I can. But I found myself crawling at it despite my intuitions...
down
down into a rabbit hole...
...rabbit hole? No. This was no rabbit hole; it was something more, something not of this earth. It was beyond my understanding I realized, as I wondered where I was going to land or if I would land at all. "Into the abis," I thought, "and with nothing to read or music to listen to." What a strange thing to think as I tumbled down
down
down.
Oh! I've stopped and landed upon something smooth but unstable, something with bounce but absorbency so that I could not spring upward. Hmmmm. It was too dark to see. "A light switch would be very convenient in my given situation." I couldn't help but add dry humor to the problem that confronted me. And then I saw it...I didn't know what I was, but I was comforted by its appearance. It was warming and caused the ground beneath me to become agitated and move. I was sinking and yet this strange light that captivated me assured me that nothing was wrong. I thought of a bug being engaged by the illumination of a bug zapper, and how I was amused that this was probably my end and yet, like the bug, I couldn't stop looking at the damn light.
Darkness again, yet the warming glow of the light was gone and I felt a cold ground beneath me. Too afraid to open my eyes, I laid there in wait and thought that maybe someone would find me. But then the thought of someone finding me scared me. Should I want someone to find? If so, I don't think I get to choose who finds me...maybe I should open my eyes. Yes, I think that would be in my best interest. As I did, I found myself at the bottom of a staircase in an extremely dark, what-looked-to-be a basement. OH MY GOSH! I've been kidnapped and Buffalo Bill is probably about to open the door and throw lotion at me at any moment.
So I waited. And waited. And waited.
And nothing happened. And as nothing happened, according to what I thought and was waiting to happen, something happened. A light began to show throught the bottem of the tenth step; a very strange light that looked like thousand of broken mirrors that didn't overlap each other but could be seen through each other simultaneously. I found myself in the Aleph. I remembered reading this book. I was there, in his basement to see it for myself. I got up in shock, not amazment or wonder of the Aleph, but pure shock. "Should I touch it?" I don't think I can. But I found myself crawling at it despite my intuitions...