§¨§§¨§¨¨§§                                          §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨¨¨¨¨¨§§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨¨¨¨¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                 ¨¨*#*¨¨                  §¨¨¨¨§§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§             ¨,†&#@####@#&†,¨             §¨¨¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§         ¨¨¨,,-&@ Dreams @&-,,¨¨¨         §¨¨§§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§             ¨,†&#@####@#&†,¨             §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                  ¨¨*#*¨¨                 §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                    ¨,¨                   §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                 ¨*§@#@§*¨                §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                   ¨,¨                    §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§         Internal Visionary State         §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§            The Spirit Travels            §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§             ¨,†&#@####@#&†,¨             §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                   ¨-¨                    §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                  A Cost                  §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                (Anecdote)                §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                    ,,                    §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ I  Wake  Suddenly,  And  For  A   Second §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ Everything Is Completely  Calm  And Dead §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ Silent.  It'S  Dark,  And  Warm,  And  I §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ Slowly  Start   To   Piece  Together  My §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§        Consciousness And My Body.        §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ Then  The  Fear  Hits  Me  And  I   Feel §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§    Acutely Sick. Something Is -Wrong-.   §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                    ¨¨                    §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ There Are  Circles And Crosses Inscribed §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ All Over  My  Vision, Pressing In, Being §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ Almost Hostile. I  Can Feel Them Squirm, §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§    Their Internal Logic Changing And     §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ Grinding  Trenches In My Mind. It'S Like §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ Language, Sentences I  Can'T Hide  From, §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ Forcefully Transcribed  In My Mind,  And §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§           Doing Damage There.            §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ Then I  Realize  I  Can'T Hear  Anything §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§      Because There'S Something There     §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§    Already, Droning Everything Out, A    §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ Rapid  Melody,  Almost  Caustic In  It'S §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§        Particular Microtonality.         §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                    ,,                    §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ My Surroundings Are  Entirely Calm. It'S §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§             Almost Mocking.              §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ I  Feel  Helpless,  But  I  Must Try  To §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ Escape. To Crawl On  The Floor Searching §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ Relief, Such  Is  My Nature. Turning The §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§    Lights On Does Nothing... Getting     §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§  Outside Does Nothing... Drinking Water  §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ Does  Noting... But  Time  Does -  After §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§     Thirty Seconds I'M Normal Again,     §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ Doubting Anything  Of This  Happened  In §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§             The First Place.             §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ My Eyes  Are Still Tense Though, Scared. §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ I    Don'T    Know   What    To    Make. §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§              But I'M Tired.              §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                     ¨                    §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                 ,,-†-,,                  §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§                     ¨                    §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ This Can Happen If  You  Wander Too Far, §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ I  Guess?  I  Shouldn'T Be  So  Reckless §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§              When Dreaming?              §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ I  Imagine A  Prick On The  Nose, That'S §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨§ What  These Are. Like  You Do With A Cat §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§ Who  Comes  To Close To Your Sandwich... §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
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§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
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§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨