Dream CLXXVIII

I was awakened one evening, by the forces of existence--God, time, eternity, and the universe--swirling through the cosmos.

They told me that everything was going to be shut down, that all the universal constants were to be terminated.  And that all of creation was to follow downward into nothingness. 

I looked out over the vast expanse of the cosmos, the twinkling stars and the horizon, and I felt a great growing sense of dread come upon me.  When it would happen?

I saw small sparks fly across the evening sky, and I wondered if these were the harbingers of the end.

Along with the streaks, I could hear sounds accumulating.  Small sounds, like distant bells, but with echoes building up into deeper tones.

I wondered many things; if all of existence was to end, how would I know when one cosmic thread ended, and how would I know how the others would follow.
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What if the first to end kept me from even perceiving the end of the others?  I hoped I could; I heard a shrill whistling noise, and saw more, brighter streaks across the sky--

And I felt that one cosmic constant had shut down.  I did not know which, and I was frightened to think that the rest would soon follow, and that might not be aware when I ended.

I looked up into the expanse of stars splayed across the sky, and I waited.