A rough premise for a book I wanted to write

On a distant day, that encompasses all our history, in the prairies nestled on the edge of the rocky mountains, I sat on the shorelines of a fresh water creek.

As the glimmering summer sun reflected in my lazing eyes upon the rushing water, I felt as if the material that made up my body was as living and vibrant as the plants growing underneath my comfortabley resting elbows and hands. Like my spirit began to flow out of me making my body into clouds, a divine ecstacy. As time was a laugh, for our infinite selves could not be stiffled. We had survived the toughest times, and ascended into the undying lands. At this time we were still in a fight with the dark mass, The promised land however had been created, and this was the safest place to nurture our new found energy source, here we knew we would never be harmed.......


Hmm i have to think about this sommore but this is kind of a premise for a story i wanted to write, and its more than that too to me, because it combines some oof my actualy expreinces and feelings...

what do you guys think?

 

I think this sounds cool man. Very mystical!
It reads a bit like the old writings of the Celtic bards in Ireland. In Ireland's old bardic stuff, as in your bit above, water is a very strong motif, and battling the "dark mass" echoes bardic themes of the struggle between the forces of light (good) and dark (bad / evil).
Are you intending to tap into Jewish tradition with the "promised land" you talk about? This is the place God promised the Jews after Moses led them out of Egypt. If so, it's a cool association, because mystical experiences like the one you write about are very very strong in the Jewish tradition. Look into the 'Kabbalah' if you need more info, or perhaps even inspiration, on this line of thinking.
Peace, Fiddler