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January 22, 2008

David: That's The Good News

So there I was, in some sort of infinite featureless expanse. Everywhere I looked I saw nothing but black. Pure, solid blackness, darker than the cloudiest moonless night.

I was hovering, or at least I was unsupported and yet not falling. I know you’re wondering how I could tell I wasn’t falling if there weren’t any landmarks to judge motion against. There wasn’t any wind. I wasn’t having trouble breathing, so I had to assume there was air, but air wasn’t rushing upward past me. Ergo, not falling. Floating.

But the sounds came from every quarter, and were positively unholy.

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