夢見れば. . .

She was surrounded by her friends and acquaintances when suddenly, her body began to lift from the ground. She felt her inner most being pulled uncontrollably, though not entirely against her will, upwards.  Not towards the sky or space, as one might expect, rather towards the light that had penetrated her body and was now shining from her eyes. Resistance to this pull was increasingly futile and she began to submit to the phenomenon.  Every event, relationship, experience, thought, idea, accident, lesson, passing comment was coming back to her and being relived as if it was the present, but with an obvious coherence.  In review, everything clearly followed a distinct and logical pattern, a beautifully diverse, calculated and interconnected chaos. She felt the light penetrating her heart and she was catapulted into a vast ocean of pure love for every being simultaneously losing complete consciousness of those gathering around her.
The next moment, she was forcefully pulled back down to the ground by a hand on her leg. The youngest of the group, whose eyes had previously been sparkling sapphires had turned a lifeless black. All the light previously reflecting from them had vanished. "You'll never reach anyone from way up there." The others nodded in agreement.