emptyness and boredom in a shell. plangent echo sounds in darkness. and i am somewhere in the middle. but actually it's hard to say about my position in this giant sphere. i weight nothing. i am relaxed completely. i am hanging in darkness and listen to sound of echoing from distand walls. they are distant judjing by time spans between moments when ray of sound go there and come back. somehow it don't get more quiet. i keep on hanging. my eyes adjusts to darkness and i begin to see strange creatures floating in this emptyness. they looks like a giant skates. fish without a water. sound without a medium. breathing without air. i see distant lights. flapping with my hands and float toward the lights. huge creatures round me. they are black as a coal. but still not so black as an emtyness surrounding me. hiding me. melting me. lights are opalesceing ahead. red to green. green to white. white to orange. now i see big black orange floating right from me. where am i? it is beatyful. i'm twisting and spinning so lights ahead begin to spin to in reverse direction. faster. faster. faster. i feel acceleration. and inspite i see my motion, my rapid flight in this space i feel acceletarion. like in express elevator. i feel adrenalin. flight getting out of control. now i'm rotating and moving on strange trajectory. black giants hardly round me now. i feel excitement. when i take control back there are no more single constellation. lights have spread all over the sphere. (is it a sphere?)