I begin by slashing four strokes into the blackness, slicing out a square, occasionally hacking an 'X' through the box before it falls away like fabric, revealing a cloudy blue sky. I dive through the opening and I'm falling fast. The ground manifests in curvy planes, adapting as it unfolds into mountains, plains, a cityscape, ocean.
Now flying through the clouds, splashing into the sea or touching the ground running I'm always on the move, allowing the world to define itself. I try not to intrude.
Control blends into release, consciousness into subconsciousness and the event stream is uncontrollable.
Now I fall asleep.