Everything and yet nothing all at once

Standing at the top of the world

And then plunging to ground

Wake up before you hit the bottom

The void of subconscious memories

All dumped out for the purpose of reliving

Consensual or not, everything that came before

Terror or ecstasy depends on the night

A roller coaster of synapses firing off

A whirlwind of recollections

Sometimes forgotten again upon waking

The dream or the nightmare—sometimes both