Enter diamonds and shine

I woke this morning, or evening, or day.  I woke this morning with a start.  I was embedded in the middle of a stone of diamond.  A crystal chamber that surrounded me on all sides.  The light was beyond clear and bright.  It was yellow and white and the brightest thing i had ever seen in my life.  And then i woke up.  So quickly that It was like a flash frame went off in my mind, and i went from the diamond to the room i am in.  No delay, and no fuzzing around the edges of the mind or the dream.  No dissolving, only one moment to the next.

I don’t know why this is happening, where my dreams are cut off.  I remember that it has happened before.  Not the same as this, but something like it.  It was a dream of a train, that I can’t remember any more.  Something caused me to wake, and leave the dream for my room.  This was something different.  I remember that the air was dusty and dry.  This was so different.  The air in this place, it wasn’t air, but actually the crystal of the diamond itself.  I could see the fractals of the crystal face, pointing in the same direction.  Everywhere aligned.

Well, almost everywhere.  There were tiny pockets of black carbon.  Still present in the crystal air.  Just these small specks of dark matter, lodged into the crystal.  I could see the plain of the material fracture around it.  The funny thing was that even without moving, i could see the boundary line between the two.  It wasn’t what i expected at all, but I could see a space between the two materials.  The carbon seemed to float against the crystal, but there were huge pockets of space, where the breaking lines of diamond couldn’t’ match with the carbon, and ragged holes were there.

I was starting to look into the space when the dream stopped.  Looking into the holes between the diamond and the carbon.  Trying to understand what that space meant.  What fills an empty space if there isn’t anything there?  What is the gap made of, and how would you cross an empty space that was truly empty.  Would fractions of my being fill the space?  Tiny particles of my body spread into the empty space?  If there isn’t anything pushing back, what keeps my being from expanding to fill the void.  What would it be, if i left small pieces of my body in all of the places that I went in these dreams.  Wakes behind me, filled with cells and ruined bits of myself.

The dreams fill my mind each day.  I am starting to push against the boundary of where I am here in this room.  Maybe my wake is slowly moving here as well?  I can’t tell.  What i don’t understand is why no one has shown up yet.  What are these visions i find in my mind, and why can’t i put those pieces together with the real world i see when i wake up.  Is this me existing in the dream, and being on hold here in this world when i am not running through the dream.  Who controls the start and stop of the dreams, if it isn’t me.  What if there is someone else doing these things, and I am a conduit for them to meet the world.