Digging in the archives 04.08.08

I shut my eyes tightly entering the world behind my eyelids; the hopelessness of being visionless is swiftly out of sight. Colors birthed from pressure create a suddenly starry night begging me to loose these bonds before they break through this porcelain skin. Sound is abruptly blurred, creating space for the faintest of beating…

Here I am. Silence has become me. Perfect peace suddenly knows me. I can just be.


From the darkness of unmeasured depths logic remembers its name and quickly reminds me that I’m only seconds away from ending this quiet reverie… I must open my eyes.