Jul 26, 2004 10:17
I think...I'm awake...rolling...on my blanket...I am sinking...into the bed...light around me...beautiful washes of pulsating color...buzzing white noise...it sounds like one hundred bees.
I too once thought the radio played...let's act like children...while we sleep paralyzed.
Pulsing...you control it...body's asleep and your mind is awake.
I too once thought the radio played...let's act like children...while we sleep paralyzed...I too once thought the radio played...let's act like children...while we sleep paralyzed.