katazrofe

well, i feel strange tonight. i don't know why, i just do for some odd reason. its like an empty sort of feeling, but your head gets really clear. you begin to see things they way they're meant to be seen. you stop the cognition and just rely on base instincts. complex problems work themselves out and some ghost of the higher functions are in awe at the simplicity. time slows down and speeds up. it become malleable. hours can pass like seconds. seconds seem like hours. you'll gaze out to the stars and find something looking back a trillion light years away. and then you snap out of it. you're not high, you're not on drugs. you are just you and you just weren't you for that time period. something can change, but mostly likely not because you forget learning the secrets of the 'verse. that veil is pulled back over your eyes. but your sub conscious remebers. it's in your art, your writings, your music... that truth of the things at hand. and then on, you'll up at the stars and wonder, "Is this really it?"

wake up, dreamer.