The Mind Manipulators

Bliss and Lethargy

I wasn't going to post this yet... However, since it was Hillary's birthday I decided I would anyway. Enjoy!

Chapter 4

Water. It surrounds me like the air usually does… Wait, what is air? The details fade quickly and acutely from my memory, which doesn’t bother me in the least. Soon enough all I can feel is the soft touch of the water embracing me on all sides and I focus on that pleasant sensation alone. I can hear a faint rushing sound and the gentle, rhythmical ka-thump of my beating heart.

I realize I am naked, but I also intuitively know that I am all alone, so I feel no embarrassment at the fact. The water moves slightly, caressing my hair; gently teasing and pulling at it. I get the sense that I should move around and explore this environment, but I feel sleepy, as though moving a single muscle would take an enormous amount of strength.

I see darkness all around me, at which point I realize my eyes are closed. With a gargantuan effort my eyes slide open and I am temporarily blinded by the light. It comes from above me, making the water glisten softly I realize once my eyes adjust. The scene takes my breath away. My heartbeats slow as I take it all in; appreciate the loveliness of it all.

There are no creatures in the water, no organisms at all, not even a speck of algae. The water is a light and unique shade of blue, so radiant yet soft and subtle. The light streaming in is a clean and pure white, not discoloured by the water’s hue.

I feel the urge to see myself, when an object melts into existence in front of me. I stare at the being in the glass, jaw dropping open in surprise; shock actually. Its legs are long and slender, in perfect proportion to the body. The figure of it is flawless, softly curving in all the right places. Its eyes are an intense green that seems to sparkle and dance in the bright, white light. The creature’s abdomen is smooth; it has no bellybutton at all. Its face is very long with a small little nose and angular cheekbones. I hesitantly move my hand toward the being, movements becoming easier with each passing second. The creature reaches forward too. My fingertips reach the cold hard feel of the glass and stop abruptly. It is then that I realize that the alien, yet beautiful, being in the mirror is me, and that I am stunning. I observe that my hair, still flowing slightly in the water, is an odd colour, a cross between green and orange, but at the same time not quite either colour.

As if this conclusion of mine opened up a new dimension, I am suddenly able to see a new aspect of the visual world. So numerous are the changes that I am overwhelmed for a moment as I rapidly adjust. Colours I have never seen before, variations in the light that I have never previously considered possible spring into my field of vision. There exist many more subtle changes that are all inexpressible with the limited vocabulary of any language, but fully understandable through thought and feelings. I feel as though I can now understand everything, be everything and I begin to suspect that I have always had the capacity to feel this way, but have just never been aware of this fact.

I revel in this sensation, no time existing in my small, yet all encompassing world. I stay suspended in the water, stricken with bliss, nothing but pure and uncontained happiness. I slowly close my eyes as the water’s rushing turns into a song, softly whispered into my ears. Not just a song though, a lullaby. For the first time I hear voices and they are singing the words to the song. Their voices are so melodic, singing perfect harmonies that ring sweetly in my ears. So dulcet that I wish I could look to find out who they are, but the sleepy heavy feeling has returned and I simply relax and listen to their sweet song repeat over and over again:

Softly, sweetly lay to rest,

All your burdens and upsets.

It is time for you sleep,

Not a moment for you to weep.

Let calm overtake your mind,

As you start to unwind.

Listen closely to our song,

It is with us where you belong.

Even later always remember,

Our love for you is like an undying ember,

Always burning, burning bright;

Lasting longer than the night.

And so it goes, and so it goes,

Never forget us and what we will propose,

That is this life that you have sampled,

Agree or else you may get overrun; trampled.

Sleep now, sleep well,

This may be our final farewell.

A bit of a strange song perhaps, but all the same it is soothing. I feel myself slipping rapidly into sleep and I embrace it, not realizing I may never return to this beautiful place again.