When I awakened and had pulled myself back onto the raft (damn that morning-get-going instinct) I went over everything that had happened since the first thing I could remember, which was waking up. It was at that moment - while I was pondering the meaning of the whole thing - that I realized that there was no sun in this strange place. The sky was blue and the sunlight pierced the ocean depths below me, but there was no sun. This puzzled me quite a bit and it was as I was double-checking this no-sun-theory that I noticed something that hadn't been where it no was when I first awakened. It was a very wide and quite tall pillar of water.

The water fell down in large, rythmic sheets and crashed silently into the ocean below. Quite perplexed by this strange waterfall, I noticed that above the peak there jutted the tip of what was presumably a mountain. This confused me quite a bit and it was a few minutes later that my brain confirmed for me that, yes, it was a mountain. Utterly mind-boggled as to how such a waterfall could keep falling out of nothing, I suddenly realised that I was drifting closer to the strange island. I thought of panicing, but my mind had already paniced, so no news there. And so I sat, staring at the strange island.

Several hours later and after several short naps, the island was indeed much closer than before. I could not tell whether it was moving towards me or I was moving towards it, but either way we were going to meet. As I stared at the island once more I noticed that throught he waterfall I could see a squarish outline with a hole in the middle. This had me quite puzzled. After several minutes my brain got tired of panicing and turned its attention to what I was looking at. It was as if the square was land, with a circle of water falling down around it. I was quite out of my mind trying to evaluate what exactly the island was. There's never a quantum-physicist around when you need one, is there?

As the island came closer I noticed that something was not quite right. Well, actually, a few things weren't quite right. First, the foam and crashing water at the bottom of the waterfall didn't seem to make a sound. I must have been only a mile or two away from the island-waterfall yet I could not hear anything - not the slightest whisper. No wind, no water, nothing.

The second thing which didn't look quite right was the fact that there was indeed, as I had earlier guessed, a square of land in a in the middle of this round waterfall. This puzzled me, as did the circle of water in the middle of this square. It was as if some child had forced a square block into the round hole, and a round block into the square hole. It just didn't look right.

The third and last thing that puzzled me was the strange ovoid cloud around the top of the mountain, hiding it from view. It was very strange, this cloud. It was perfectly round along all its edges, as if someone had trapped it in a glass bottle. I couldn't even begin to hint at how this might be possible. I tried to come to some conclusion about this strange phenonemon, but my brain started yelling at me so I stopped thinking and just stared.

Once my brain agreed to the terms of an agreement - in which it would think about the problem at hand rather than naked women, while in the meantime I would do my best not to get killed - I sat down to take a good long gander at this strange island. It was obvious from how close we now were that this island thing was indeed floating well above the water. I could see straight through one side to the other, reminding me strangly of my head. After guiding my train of thought back to the island (it got distracted by my head-joke) I decided that the only thing to do was to sleep on it and hope that my brain would find me an answer. My brain didn't like this idea, complaining about it having to do everything, but I reminded it of our deal and it stomped of and sulked in a corner. I fell asleep...