The cold fluorescent light dims as you begin to sink into yourself. Dense as lead. Submerging. You look up. Vision blurs. Movement accelerates. The stars are clearer than they’ve ever been. You plunge deeper. A terrible peal reverberates across your soul.
The series below series explores this moment. Escape from the prison of a hostile mind. The relief that washes over you when untold hours of dread, of your body and mind betraying your soul give way to infinite rest. Your eyes told me you remained, though besieged by the tyrannical matter over your essence, immaculate. I think of you always.
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