BalanceHave you ever pondered thoughts of your environment with questions of what reality is and what is imaginary?Balance4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There are moments in life, where the environment blurs the lines of who you are and what you ask for or of yourself. It is up to the mind and desire to take an action, to lead you to recognize the natural feelings toward the surroundings around you.
Infinite white space, the dream begins; a man is enclosed in this seemingly colorless expanse. The space never shows a speck or splatter, no hint of color or any sign of life. It is bright, white, as the surface of a sheet of paper and as blank as a canvas. The white space is perfectly clean, with a single source of bright white light radiating softly from above. The man stretches out his arms and feels around with his callous hands, stumbling forward and nearly lost for a time, until his fingers finally press against the four corners of this white chamber.
It is well sealed; there are no doors, no windows or