The frame from which I awoke removed me from shade, the light refuse to give me vitamin D. In my restless eyes, pupil dilate and the motion that I seem to be in differ from the one I see. lights, colors, distortion, weary minded, knot in the stomach. I seem to have misplaced my self esteem because this feeling is foreign and the mind is rejecting itself. I am hanging over the day after the past where consumptions of alcohol has left me half brain dead. The silence while peoples mouth continue to move is a feeling and I must think paranoia. There is one constant hum and looking in the mirror, I look ok to drive. But someone say it's OK to die and I'm thinking it's OK to lie. I'm falling into an unprotected state from this city state of mind. I mind being touched even if I give you the right. It isn't right when you hear and see what is going on but you can do nothing about it. My hand is slower that my mind and the signs all seem to be moving too fast for me see their shapes. I am falling into the state where everything seem a jest and laughter is causing pain in my stomach. I'm dying from amusement that only I can see. There is nothing there but there is something there. When I wake up, none of it is real.
in my mind
A character in this reality, each of us is a character in each episode. Everyone else is watching in another reality. Who is to say what is known? What if all that is known is just perceived? Everything we know is almost everything that we have been told. If our ancestors figured their own truths, why are we not looking for our own?
-in my mind