I fell into a dream,
Inside my head.
Lost in my mind,
Searching for identity.

In a daze,
I direct my gaze,
To the landscape around me.
A forest, of dark trees,
Permeated by heavy,
Musty air.
The silence is all pervading,
Encroaching upon the fringes,
Of my identity.
I run from the bleakness,
The stagnation,
Of the darker recesses,
Of my mind.

A wind tones a low whistle,
I turn about
Trying to hear,
But no matter how I
Twist and turn
I cannot hear
Its soft whisper.
Teasing me with a message from the
Darkest corners of my mind.

Running,
I arrive in a bright, clear, grove,
And at its center
A brilliant marble fountain
Rises towards the heavens.
Its waters,
So pure,
Of liquid crystal.
Cupping hands I draw the water
To my eager
Mouth.
As the water slides down my throat
Its cool crystal brilliance
A potent taste in my mouth.
And with a drink
A flood of knowledge
Invades my skull.
Knowledge of mine;
Memories, facts, sensations
Coalescing all at once,
Overwhelming my senses,
A cascade of information.
Drowning in the knowledge,
I fight for purchase.
Blackness.

I awake in a clear forest grove,
The bright sun upon my skin.
The trees possess a sharpness,
A clarity, unreal,
Beyond reality.
And then a fog descends upon
The grove, obscuring my surroundings.
The leaves lose their luster,
Edges becoming indistinct.
Looking through the haze my mind begins
To wander,
And drift.
I lose sense and purpose.
With each breath,
The fog enters my lungs,
Going to my brain.
I laugh hysterically,
Releasing my breath,
In a whoosh.
Empty.
My body becomes heavy,
Leaden, tired,
I fall.

Upon my arising, I
Find myself
In another area
Of my psyche.
The open landscapes of wilderness gone.
Around me, a musty corridor,
With the feel of immense age,
Ancient, as old as time itself,
But where,
Or rather what?
I walk the hall.
My feet kicking up dust with
Every step.
Finally, ahead, a door.
From its handle a lock hangs.
Locked from the inside.
Unlocking the door I step through,
And am transformed.
Thought vanishes,
Instinct reins supreme.
I am more, and yet less.
I have stepped through into a realm of animalistic indulgence.
With heedless abandon, I indulge
All of my animal instincts.
And in fulfilling them,
I am filled with an ecstasy beyond words.
It feels so right, so natural.
The fate evolution has destined me for,
Survival, in of itself,
And survival solely by itself.

Lost in myself.
Lost in instinct.
Forever in bliss.