Often, he would wander the crystalline passageways lost
In the darkness; scared in the unknown
Hearing all those distant voices; catching sight of far off places
Phantoms scurrying behind him; their maniacal laughter in his ears
trapping him with their madness
Ensnaring him with their cunning; forcing him to succumb
Living out the deeds in his outside life they willed
So they could gain feeding from his fear ...
Then, from somewhere, a light was shining
A beacon in the darkness for him to follow,
On the translucence of the walls he drew a line; his passage recorded
So when he returns; he knows his way back to his own awareness
Then, before him humanoid presences appeared
Guiding him with their kindness
Explaining to him the concept of existence without time or without motion
He was a consciousness within consciousness; hidden to outside awareness
Seeker of the lost ways through the abyss; connection lost between the stations
Somewhere within the answer ... what he sought existed ...
But they would not say where; or what.
Eventually, after endless passageways of sorrow and despair
He came upon the answer ... shining incandescence
The obelisk of light at the centre of the crystalline structure
The linkage between the two spheres ...
That which he sought ... that which he recognised
The answer to all his wanderings within the crystalline passageways
The secret which the darkness hides from the virtual races ....