kaleidoscopic
[kuh-lahy-duh-skop-ik]
- of, relating to, or created by a kaleidoscope.
- changing form, pattern, color, etc., in a manner suggesting a kaleidoscope.
- continually shifting from one set of relations to another; rapidly changing: the kaleidoscopic events of the past year.
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The area was pure white.
Or at least, that’s what it looked like to him. There was no floor, walls, or ceiling to be
seen. He still had a body, he could see
it, feel it, and move it. And it did not
feel like he was dreaming. He simply did
not remember how he arrived at his current location.
The
place was not empty. It was filled with
floating blobs of color. They were
amorphous, ever shifting and changing. Their
shape and color were shifted regularly, making the place look like the inside
of a kaleidoscope. There were hundreds
of the ever shifting masses of color, and they spread out as far as he could
see.
He moved
towards one of them. Not walked. He did not walk, as there was no floor. He simply moved, without any real method of
locomotion. The mass he was near was canary
yellow and spiky. He waited for the
sharp spines to vanish before doing anything.
It shifted into a vibrant sea blue and the spines melted away into a
oblate sphere. It was then that he
touched it.
A sudden
burst of knowledge hit his mind. No, not
knowledge, not exactly.
Understanding. He understood
something. Not something big. It was just a small pebble somewhere in
Montana. But he understood it. He understood where it had come from, its
history, and even some of the things that could possibly happen to it. It was not terribly interesting, but the fact
that he understood so much about the pebble was.
He move
to another mass of color. This one
conveyed understanding of a single blade of grass in China. The next brought a photon released by a
lightbulb. He touched more and more colors,
each one granting complete understanding of something small and insignificant. So many he touched, that he lost count. And then he touched one particular mass of
color, currently pink and shaped like a ring.
This one
brought understanding of a neuron. Not
just any neuron either. One of his. He suddenly had full, complete understanding
of a part of his own body that he had only vague knowledge of. With this understanding, everything changed.
He understood
how the cell worked, how it interacted with others, what it was made of. Everything.
And this allowed him to expand his understanding to his other
neurons. Slowly, he understood more and
more, until he understood his own brain on a level he never knew possible.
He newfound
understanding allowed him to alter his own brain, if only slightly. He was able to shift cells, unlocking more than
he even knew possible. And so it was
that he came to a realization. The understanding
he had been given by the masses of color was far more than he previously
thought.
His
understanding of the pebble allowed him to understand the stone around it. The blade of grass expanded into other forms
of plant life. The photon led to
understanding of light itself. And with
complete understanding, he now knew, came influence. He looked around, seeing the hundreds of ever
shifting, kaleidoscopic array of colors and shapes around him. A smile crossed his lips.
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So...trippy? Maybe? I don't know. I've never experienced anything...mind expanding...before. I know, I'm boring.
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