To enter in this World I had to bump into the hole of the white rabbit (on purpose). And as you can imagine I started to fall. At first it was scary as hell, a million questions started to grow in my mind as a tornado. Some of them were basic in this kind of situation, such as "Will I ever touch the ground again?" or "If the fall stops what would the sound of my breaking body be?". Others were more philosophical, such as "Isn't Life itself an eternal fall to death?" or "What is Time but an unavoidable sequence of instants falling on an on and on... until they fall apart?" 
So I was sombody alive going straight to my own death, and I was the Time being measured by my fainting heartbeats.
Then I remembered. I had been here before, a fallen someone.
This is where my my mind explodes. Always the same words running after the very same stupid and inconsistent thoughts. And that is all. So it stops. Earlier than the last time, each turn milder, more balance an quiescent.
A star borns right 6,896252 milimetres from my left ear, and it looks like a jowel falling from my harmless body. And suddenly is the entire World -and not me- the one convicted to fall forever.
Regards... from any other world.
