Jump With Me. Let's Find The Bottom Of This Rabbit Hole.
We all have our demons. Some of us are prepared to chase them to hell and back just to answer the one question only one person has the right to ask.
When I'm chasing my demons, I never know if I'll catch evil or glory. I have to take a giant leap of faith, let myself fall into the rabbit hole, and then wait to meet its end. Given the chance, many people say they'd like to jump too but how many of them actually let go and then fall freely to let gravity decide the outcome?
Hold that thought!
Hey! Did you drift off to sleep and get a feeling of falling and then it suddenly rips you out of your dream state? You know, it's that nightmare where you wake to find your nails dug deep into the mattress?
That's the one.
What if you could keep falling and NOT wake up — go to where the fall was supposed to take you? Don't you want to know where that hole ends? I do.
Nightmare jolts are fear-based. We wake because the assumed outcome of any prolonged drop ends with dire consequences. Dreamers connect falling to death so the journey down a rabbit hole stops just as soon as the nightmare turns dangerous. We wake and never know the secrets behind our deep sleep.
What if we could stay asleep and go to where the fall was supposed to take us?
Down is not necessarily bad. It's only an assumption that a dream-fall ends in disaster. What if that fall was meant to show you something? The real tragedy isn't a sudden stop, it's the inability to stay asleep during the drop. Maybe you're meant to meet someone special inside the hole. Perhaps there’s a lifelong answer to a question you’ve always asked yourself, way down there.
Falling in a dream is like writing about evil. It's not real. You can stab anyone on the pages and it won’t make a difference. You can fall right down that rabbit hole and nobody will die. It won't kill you to write about it and it most definitely can't kill you to read it. (It might horrify you to find out that you enjoy it, though. That’s different.)
Standing at the hole’s edge and looking into the black abyss doesn't give us knowledge about what's down there. Talking about it adds nothing either. Speculation is entertaining but not affirming. For all we know, that rabbit hole may just contain fluffy bunnies and chocolate cookies!
What if it's just a shallow pit, its depth measured to test our doubt and fear? What if it leads to Utopia? Why does the hole always have to have fangs? You've never been down the rabbit hole to know the truth. I've never been down it either. Why are we talking about it and not falling to find out?
I’m going down the rabbit hole with or without you and I'm planning to keep my eyes wide open as I drop. I want to know what the hell is down there and free-fall until I find out where it goes and the secrets it hides. Will you join me?
-M (Dark Adult Fiction)