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,,,,,,,,,,             ,-†£@######@£†-,             ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,-         ,,,--«£# dreams #£«--,,,         -,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,-«†*£                    ,-,                   £*†«-,,,,,
,,,,-«†*£#                 ,*#####*,                #£*†«-,,,,
,,,-«†*£#@                   ,-,                    @#£*†«-,,,
,,-«†*£#@#                                          #@#£*†«-,,
,-«†*£#@##         internal visionary state         ##@#£*†«-,
,,-«†*£#@#                                          #@#£*†«-,,
,,,-«†*£#@            the spirit travels            @#£*†«-,,,
,,,,-«†*£#                                          #£*†«-,,,,
,,,,,-«†*£             ,-†£@######@£†-,             £*†«-,,,,,
,,,,,,-«†*                   ,«,                    *†«-,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,-«                  a cost                  «-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,-                (anecdote)                -,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,- 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.           ,,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,- 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.             ,,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,-« my eyes are  still tense though, scared. «-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-«† i    don't    know    what    to   make. †«-,,,,,,,
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,,,,,-«†*£              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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