A Journey Through an Alley

I clawed my way up from dust, past the rocks and stones and grass and bones.
The light summoned me.
Its rays cracked the surface of the living and the unborn dimensions until a portal just small enough for my existence to seep through manifested as a halo above my head.
Two arms up, hands outstretched,
I was pulled up into the void.
My journey from the dust to the ground, to breathing and life, took me through the halo into a brick alley. The bricks were beautiful. I wanted to be a brick.
Alone, a brick was a brick, but in the crowd of bricks,
a brick was looked at as something bigger than itself,
it was looked at as a key to sustaining something bigger than its own existence in that alley.
The walls of bricks on both sides of me could not exist without their counterparts that surrounded them,
and their pure simplicity, yet absolute necessity made them something to envy.
The bricks seemed to go on forever.
I walked, my footprints leaving a trail to the one they belonged to in the dust of the alley.
No one would see them though.
My bricks, my dust, my alley.
I wanted to walk forever.
A wall appeared, the bricks connected the wall to the other two walls.
A dead end.
I was not tired and I was not done walking.
I slammed my head into the wall. A brick cracked. I did it again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
The bricks at head level gave away creating a magnifying glass into the realm beyond the wall.
It almost mirrored the exact alley I was in.
Something made it different.
I needed to see and go leave footprints there.
I squirmed through the hole my head had created.
I found myself immediately running as my feet touched the dust of the mirrored alley.
The walls ceased to exist.
Only floating random bricks remained on each of my sides.
I did not want to be brick.
The bricks served no purpose.
The bricks were weak.
The bricks were alone.
I could no longer run, the dust had turned to mud and my feet were bricks.
I sank.
Back into the dust, past the rocks and stones and grass and bones.

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A Journey Through an Alley