Cereberal Landscape....
entry by Brat Bondage
2/7/2005 8:52 AM
| Transversing my cereberal landscape, I am overwhelmed, by the maniacal revelry of thought.
Engaged in the quasi-form of introspection, I commune with entities not of this world, and embrace emotions so complex and contorted, they defy logical explanation. I debate concepts and ideologies, that can only be understood at the most subconcious of levels, and only by a relaxed and open mind. I engage in conversations with the dearly departed. Reaching out from their supernatural domains, they grasp my hand, lead me through their own, sordid tales of inhumanity. Offering me flash images of their history and unexplainable feelings, I become this anointed conduit, who's privileged to their personal tragidies. A repository of sorts, that can share in their perpetual anguish, or temporarely shoulder their weight.
The voices that speak to us, are not always audible.
Or, in some cases, even living.
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