Tuesday, December 28, 2010
krippy
Eyes like oceans. Face like the sun, ablaze from the fires that burn deep within. Smoke rises from the innermost cavernous regions to disperse through the atmosphere above. Time slows. Thoughts blur. Is it reality or something more? Heightened senses, amplified sounds. You can feel the temperature of each molecule of air that touches you. So in touch with all that's around you that you can physically feel the separation between yourself and the world you are in. The world you were in. Then abruptly you awake, to start it all again.
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