I stagger alone across Hemispheres
The black sky above
The black marsh below
The cranial abyss
I can see, I am blind
I can hear, I am Deaf.
Acres of Knowledge
Useless!
The smoke chokes me.
The acrid smell
of burning thoughts.
The hint of a still mind in the air.
My destination a clouded thought.
I wade through a swamp,
filled with conflicting thoughts.
I've lost myself.
Memories flash
Causing confusion.
The thoughts begin
They never end.
The fires rage across the planes
Unstoppable!
There blind fury uncontrollable
No peace of mind.
Conscious Enflamed.
Billowing smoke
Blocking out wisdom.
Rationality forgoed.
The minds agitation
reveberates onto the plane of the living.
I fall back into my shell.
I am a stranger to myself and others.
The fires must be quelled.
There source must be found.
Tranquility is the goal
The source must be starved.
Inhospitable!
The devil doesnt tread
upon this playground.
Lets hope!
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