Conditional Reality

We had ourselves shrunk down to the size of molecules and entered the bloodstream of the alien, who had arrived on Earth generously offering itself for the purpose. We gathered at the starting artery. Our guide explained the process. This is not a maze, she said. There is one path in and one path out. At the heart of the alien we will have time for gratitude, reflection, and meditation. We became aware of thundering around us and gradually understood that it was the alien’s pulse. We suppressed a panicked surge in our own hearts, then took the first step.