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what if...
is it a journy in to insaniety, or the world of enlightenment
one more time i find myself prying open my third eye (its maddness) ive passed the first peek "in xanadue a pleasuredome did cubla comn decree" -william coolridge, hy hallalucanations are nolonger sareal but are delaketly interwoven with what i know to be real, all is at one
a disordered minde organized and set right only the preasence of insaniety.. so all is right in my world untill i sleep agin and as i awake the next morning i will watch the peaces fall away once agin( are my dreames eating away my saniety) sometimes i wonder just how far will i push myself for this pleasuredome?
or is this to be my silf distruction (on this i must medatate)