the doorway to his mind

When he ran his fingers though his hair that morning he could feel a foreign knob like thing somewhere on the back of his head. He tried to brush is away but soon realized that it was attached to his skin.  Alarmed that it might be a tick like creature of some kind he rushed to the bathroom and through a complicated mirror arrangement he was able to find the knob like thing and see that it actually looked like an intricately crafted door knob.  Surprised he began to examine the knob and the back of his head and was even more surprised to find an entire door on the back of his head to which the door knob belonged.  He wondered if the door would open and so he gently twisted the knob between his finger and thumb.  It turned quite precisely and made a satisfying clicking sound that would only have been made as the result of fine engineering.  Upon hearing the click he gave a gentle tug and the door to the back of his head opened.  He angled and crouched and tried to peer through the door way but all he could see was a darkness that he could not penetrate with any combination of mirror angle and light source. He had to get on with his day and so he reluctantly closed the door so that he could go but the mystery of what he might see through the doorway smoldered in his mind all day long. So did the question of how he might actually see through the doorway, which he began to think of as the doorway to his mind.  But eventually he realized that he didn’t just want to see into the doorway of his mind but that he wanted to go into it; although, he wasn’t sure how that would be possible without somehow disassociating his self with his body so that his self could reach his mind in a way his body could not.  He decided that astral projection would take too long to master in order to reach his goal and that he didn’t trust shamanic dismemberment.  He figured the best way to pass through the doorway to his mind would be in his dreams at night so that very night he prepared himself for the journey.  Once in the dream state he was able to disassociate his self from his body and he was able to reach the door way that resided on the back of his head. He twisted the door knob once again, felt the satisfying click and pulled the door open to see the same darkness he saw earlier that day.  Without hesitation he stepped through and found that the doorway to his mind led him to a staircase that seemed to descend endlessly into the depths of his mind.  He could only see so far down the staircase because the descent was obscured by darkness only a few steps beyond where he stood. He wanted to know where the staircase ultimately led to and so he began the descent step by step wondering what he'd find along the way.