What a strange reflection? Shouldn't I feel more uneasy? Typically I would find it funny if it was a dream, or perhaps frightening if it was real, but it was neither of those. I was too collected and peculiar for having seen something I would consider absurd.

I did, however, feel a sense of being out of place. I just stood there looking. It certainly looked like it was back to normal reflection of me, but I didn't know how to account for what I had just seen. He had looked like an imposter with a pernicious smile.

'Am I ready'? For what? I wasn't even angry that he'd looked so idiotic. If he had expected me to engage him in a dialog he had certainty gone about it wrong.

As I looked deeper into the mirror my mind started to race much faster. I truly wonder what has happened to me? I looked deeper still and it was an image of me, but this reflection didn't seem to come from my from my own mind, it felt implanted and foreign. It seemed to be one step ahead of me, as if something was guiding my thoughts.

I tried to turn away, but everything moved slowly and it seemed to follow my field of view. The frame of the mirror was leaving traces around everything I looked at. The faster I tried to move the more inertia I felt. All the while everything was turning into infinitely deep reflective portals.

My view stabilized and dead center I could see a small area with rapidly successive changing images. It was coming towards me. The images were realistic and looked like someone was changing the channel way too fast. I started to feel dizzy and lost. I was not able to understand what I was seeing.

Suddenly everything ruptured into a black field. I was stuck in some new membrane and everything had a damp coldness to it. The edges of the new space I was in started to take shape and contoured into the outline of a women. I could see her now. It was the Datura spirit.

Had I taken anything the night before? I couldn't remember. I remember telling my friends I was going to try it and I had thought about preparing it, but that was about all. I couldn't even recall falling asleep. She knew me very well and began to speak. "Let's get started again. You ready?"

I felt a physical resonance and felt knowledge and insight being injected into the pit of my stomach. It felt as though everything, even my body, were made up from mirrors and would fracture at any moment. The sound emerged from the vibration and became unbearably loud and everything shattered into an infinite silence.

As I woke up again I knew I was no longer fully human. I could see myself and everything else around me as well. Everything was going about as if nothing in particular had happened, yet I could see everyone at once. All the people I had met and would meet were in front of me silently waiting. We were all of the same source and destiny.

To those who read this, know that if I still existed I would have wondered about all those who came before and after me. If I could still question I'd ask why was I condemned to forever watch my own movie. Yet, when you join me, or perhaps I should say when you join all of us, it will be apparent that the illusions of self never were in place to begin with and we were always each other's reflection.