What would your subconscious look like? I think of staring into black waters and a forest and a half broken fence and I guess it'll always feel as though I've been pushed by someone maybe my doddy beneath the surface of the water breaking it like it was a panel of black, shiny, shiny, glass but underneath it is many shades of blue and green. Not algae green though. Glass stained green and cerulean blue and at the bottom of everything there will be a rocking chair and a little wooden table lain with plaid cloth and a brown paperback notebook that I will fill with beautiful thoughts and bookmark with a feather from a pigeon. If I were to look up I would see the sun filtering through and I'd be able to move that glistening orb of light with my thoughts to illuminate any shady corners of the water bed such that I would never feel scared. There might be fishes.. No wobbegongs though but baby sharks are fine. You could visit if you wanted to but only if you jumped because there wouldn't be anyone to push you. By this time I reckon my doddy or whoever pushed me would be preoccupying himself by cutting wood from one of the great oak trees in the forest (there are many) and be forever building a hut to stay in though one would never need protection from anything except oneself.

And every time I go under I will be pleasantly surprised with the thought that I may never need to come up for air.