Excerpt from "What Dreams May Come"

Alex opened his eyes looked up. He could not believe what he saw.

All around him were vivid colours. Red, maroon, cyan, yellow, blue, purple, mauve, green, even the very primary colours of black and white. Every colour was there. Every colour. It was so amazing! It was so bright too and the contrast between the colours was so overwhelming. My God he thought, where am I?

He looked around. I feel like I am in the middle of a painting by Monet he thought to himself. The colours are so similar to that artist. All vivid and beautiful.

He realised he was standing in the middle of the garden and the green of the grass was so vivid.

He looked down and found that his legs and his feet or part of the scene in which he found himself. They colours were just melting around his feet. As he looked at the beautiful flowers around him he could see how the colours from one ran into the colours of another and seemed to melt at the edges where they met.

Amazing, he thought as he reached out to touch one of the flowers. As he put his arm out he ran his hand over the petals of a sunflower. The yellow of the sunflower melted as his hand touched it and it ran into the vivid colours of the iris sitting next to it. Colours' melting into each other and running down the flower stems making a kaleidoscope of different colours that were constantly changing. Amazing!

Am I in some sort of dreamscape? He thought. Am I sleeping? Will I wake up from this? What is going on?