prompt: still, title: a feeling of falling in misc. flash fiction

  • May 14, 2026, 12:01 a.m.
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The good news is, you won’t remember this when you wake up in the morning. The bad news is, you won’t remember this when you wake up in the morning. This won’t be completely forgotten, of course, but whatever the conscious mind holds onto will be fragmentary, at best, hazy. There’s a reason we usually do this when you’re asleep, in the stillness of slumber, it allows the brains to process it all as if it were just a dream. Or a residual drug trip. Or a hallucination or whatever. As John Lennon once said, whatever gets you through the night, if you’ll excuse the puns. And even if you don’t excuse them, still, you won’t remember them as real, so maybe that’s good news too.

But for the parts that do remember or remember from before or will remember in some alternate future, we regret to inform you it’s going to get harder. Your world is going to get tougher again, as it has a hundred times before. You are going to lose things, to suffer even more indignity. The cruel and entitled will grow even more powerful, will grow bolder. But this is not a punishment.

It would feel like a punishment, understandably, that’s part of why you can’t consciously know. If you knew, you would certainly give up and, frankly, we wouldn’t blame you. Understanding that with each new accomplishment, more burdens are put upon you, more of the easy remixed away until you scarcely remembered those good times at all, it would be too much for anyone? For everything? But this is not a punishment. It’s part of your training in understanding reality.

The good news is, you are an infinitesimally small sliver of the infinitely large concept that the folks of Earth call divinity, thrust into the labyrinth of reality to figure itself out. Broken down into trillions of shards, blinded to your true purpose so that you cannot cheat your ways out of knowledge by altering reality yourself, you are all here to one day come back together in your new wisdom to be more aware of how to do it all right next time, we’re building a better God.

But because you can’t know the truth without destroying the whole point of the experiment, it will continue to feel like punishments. Every loss, every humiliation, every horror you cannot prevent. This is what you asked for when you were made into a split-infinitive. The challenge.

The good news is, you are dealing with your struggles put before you as well as could possibly be expected. That’s why we have to make it harder so you can eventually fully understand how much love, compassion and connection are truly necessary to get through this messy universe.

The bad news is, it’s going to be confusing and it’s going to hurt. And that is going to continue until we can get around to the world where the divine is actually sane and kind. Now, wake up.


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