¨§§¨¨¨§§¨¨                                          ¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨¨§¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
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§¨§¨¨§¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§§¨§¨§                                          ¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨¨§¨§¨¨                  ¨¨*¶*¨¨                 ¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§§¨§¨§             ¨:/§¶######¶§/:¨             ¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨¨§¨§¨¨         ¨¨¨::-§# 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... ¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨¨§¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§§¨§¨§                                          ¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨¨§¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§§¨§¨§                                          ¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨¨§¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§§¨§¨§                                          ¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨