So there I was minding my own business, over indulging in caffeine when I seen them. Little black pulsating spots. Opening and closing.
As a person prone to random hallucinations, naturally I ignored it waiting for the little fuckers to dissipate. Only they didn’t…They got bigger. Doing my best to hum and hah as my buddy Steve goes on about ethanol farting cows destroying our great land. I nod “Yup, I know right?”
I let it grow to the size of an extra large pizza (you know the mom and pop kind) before I excused myself. Since no one else seemed to see it, I knew it was trip. As most trips go, it followed me. Floating high enough for me to take a peek inside. It was floating in front of a window facing a Home Depot hardware store. When I looked inside all I could see where rocks, dusty rocks.
I walked around to the other side of the spot and nothing. There was no other side of the spot. I could only see and look through it from the front. I probably looked like a damn kook in the middle of that coffee shop. I walked back around to the front of the spot before I sat down to another beef lecture. It grew about four feet. I pretended not to notice it for what seemed like ten minutes before the inside started to change. A wind in the spot began to suck the dust off the rocks and then began to suck the rocks themselves. Not a blowing wind, but a sucking wind. As I stared I began to notice it wasn’t sucking, but going in reverse. All the way back to the hardware store on the other side.
Ok, I hallucinated a time warp, big deal right? Good for me, who cares? Then I seen the bastard. Sitting in a chair where a three hundred plus man was just sitting sweating his life out from the laboring chore of breathing, gone! There was just this weird looking thing. I can’t say it was a man, it looked man like I guess, but it’s face was really hard and crusty. It had a helmet on with some hologram type shit on it. Yellow and green floating ovals that kept flickering around it.
This is where things get kind of hard to explain, so bear with me…
When this thing entered the room (let’s call it a Time Lord) everyone was gone. The fat man, Steve even the guy outside who “ran out of gas” and needs money. It was an empty coffee shop except me and this Time Lord.
The way it talked..it wasn’t with words it was like a whole bunch of memories came flooding in about shit I knew nothing about. I never heard it say anything, but knew exactly what it was telling me. It was showing me with images I found familiar, but out of order in a way. Since I can’t describe what I seen I can only do my best to say it in words and examples such as you are reading.
I was scared there was no one there. I felt alone. As I started to panic I seen all the people again flash in and out as they moved. It explained that I was not alone but moving at a different speed. One fraction of a second slower or faster would put me out of sync and I would seem alone, invisible, even though I was there. The longer I stayed in this different speed the more I would branch off creating another time/dimension kind of thing. The people would flicker in and out so it could keep resetting the speed. It could not keep me at one speed for too long or I would get stuck maybe even disintegrate, the bastard wouldn’t show me that part.
It said every speed moved like an orbit constantly wobbling. Sometimes orbits would intersect. There is an uncountable number of orbits all going on right now. The intersect points are the black spots it slowed me down to see. These are windows into other times/dimensions/speeds whatever.
Why show me? What difference does this make aside from getting me a few inches closer to a nut house? I have to chalk it up to a really weird trip. When it finished showing me what it did, Steve began going into this cow fart rant. I stopped him and asked him why he was telling me this from the beginning. He said he never told me the story. When I repeated what I remembered back to him he agreed with me as if I was the one telling him instead of the other way around.
Was I the one talking about cow farts or was he?