Waking up is hard to do when the world around you feels like its moving sluggishly backwards. My mind still working on processing yesterdays events. The plant life not yielding to my weight in the meadows, and how all of a sudden someone was following me and copying my every move. Then dreams sweet numbing dreams. At that thought my eye’s snapped open and I jumped up; mistake one out of the many that I committed. Once in the air I was back on the ground, it happened so fast my mind went berserk with thoughts. How could I have moved that fast, was there anybody around me, for that mater was I a captive in a cell, but my mind settled once I saw that I was in the same dull orange treed forest I was in yesterday; Wait orange it was blue yesterday and had spars groupings of orange trees with transparent leafs. Now it has switched, unless I was just going crazy with some new drug, that might have been the reason I fell asleep so fast yesterday. At least the grass was still blue, and the mountains where still there looming in the distance. The advantage of the transparency of these trees is that I could see the mountains much better. Well ignoring the change in scenery I press on.
Towards the light behind the mountains that seems the center of this ill-gotten yet ravishingly beautiful island. As I walk on I notice that the trees are moving really slow, almost like slow-motion, also the grass was slow in receiving my foot in its unsettled grasp. After I saw this i realized that maybe just maybe they could resist my weight like a spring if they wanted to, but that didn’t account for my foot print registering slowly in the grass. Well as many theory's as I could come up with only one seemed some what cohesive; I was loosing it, like some kinda freak that couldn’t tell that he was killing people but thought they were monsters out to get him. My mind is playing tricks, and yet I continue to believe them. This branch should not be orange, but yet here it is in my hand and under my full weight but only moving downward very slowly. Even when I let go it continues to act as if I’m still there holding it. Its funny watching everything react so slowly to me kinda like I was out of the time stream, but that’s preposterous. Well time to trudge on.
As I steadily head towards the base of the mountains, still with no sign of any animals, just the plant life. I see a river of a light green colour moving, just like everything else, slowly down through the forest. Glad that I had found water to refresh me I went over to drink some. kneeling down with my cupped hands extended towards the slowly moving water hesitating just for a second then I start drinking. Only to be surprised by the flavor that hits me. The water tastes like every fruit you have ever tasted, but with even more flavors than you could label. lets just say that I drank alot of that fruity delight, and had to sit down for a couple of hours in order to be able to walk with out sloshing inside of me. After relieving myself aways away from the river I decide to follow it towards the mountains. This idea is the best one I made that day, for what was to come would utterly confuse me to the point of insanity.
The water slowly slipping by me in the slow fashion that has gone on since I started walking near it. Its really been eerily quiet down here life seems very random in showing itself in the form of animals. I have seen only a few birds that looked somewhat like parrots but their beaks split down the middle of the top beak to only circle back in a grand and perfect circle towards the top beak. Like everything else they moved very slowly and a few times i was tempted to catch one for food but couldn’t bring myself to do it. All alone now with just the water to my left and the light as my goal I meander for what seems a very extended period of time. When all of a sudden a rush of wind hits me and I fall flat on my face. It was a short but powerful gust, and after getting up and brushing the dust on me I continue. Walking the same way I was going before the wind I notice that the river is going the opposite way it was. No longer is it going down away from the mountain but it is going up and towards the mountain. I think I need a rest because everything is going backwards I can actually see my footprints before me and they disappear as I step out of them behind me. My mind is just to confused to see any logic in going some where I have already been, and so I lay down in the perfect depression of me in the grass, must have slept already…
