In the space between waking and dreams
I heard television static
I opened my eyes and saw the flashing
Black and white randomness
I struggled to make it mean something
There was a shimmer of transparent
White bars that moved slowly up through the air
A piercing vibration of sound
Pummeled me as I struggled to breathe
I knew I was trapped below the surface
In a world that wasn’t real
I started to swim upward
The chaotic vision and sound
Seemed to seep into me
Clawing it’s way toward my soul
But I was clawing to
Upward
The waves of terror slowly fell away
It became bright and warmer and quieter
All at once I was through the static
And the warm white wind surrounded me
I had succeeded in my struggle
I heard a whisper
“Reach up to God and He will reach down to you.”
I was awake
And then I typed this into my phone
27 March 2024
Latter Day Sinner 