¨§¨¨§¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨§¨§§§§§§§
¨§¨§§¨§§¨¨                                          ¨§¨¨§§§§§§
¨§¨¨§¨¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§¨§§§§§
¨§¨§§¨§§¨¨                                          ¨§¨§¨¨§§§§
¨§¨¨§¨¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§¨§¨§§§
¨§¨§§¨§§¨¨                  ¨¨*#*¨¨                 ¨§¨§¨§¨¨§§
¨§¨¨§¨¨§¨§             ¨-\*#@####@#*\-¨             ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§¨§§¨§§¨¨         ¨¨¨--»*@ 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... ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§¨§§¨§§¨¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§¨¨§¨¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§¨§§¨§§¨¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§¨¨§¨¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§¨§§¨§§¨¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§¨¨§¨¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§