“I've taste fear in a room full of mirrors.”
don't panic
The trees smile nervously
as colonies of uncertainty flood their bodies
with a daunting symmetry.
I pull out a cigarette with rippling hands
but it's already smoking,
It's already stretching,
It's already gone.
A celestial hush of suspense sweeps through the ambiguous forest;
I can hardly read their faces now... are they scared?
I feel their dance beginning through the earth.
Slowly, their movement grows restless, then wild.
I don't like this music,
get me out of here, please...
which way is out?
...What is out?
Out?
O...
I myself begin to flood
and with the approval of an uninvited subconscious, my knowledge of humanity slowly ticks away, like a bomb
in my head.
don't panic
I walk back stiff hearted along fluffy trails of nothingness,
and the patterns, the patterns... are everywhere.
The patterns make sense.
The patterns ARE sense.
Every few seconds a layer of reality is shedding,
I can hardly speak to you through the psychosis now, but
keep listening
I'm trying okay?
...Just walk Dave... wait, what is... what... walk?
by moving your feet in a left/right alternating pattern, you are able to move forwards, in fact, in all directions
...okay, I get it, I know, I know THAT...
don't panic
-Breathe- -walk walk walk walk walk...-
After finally escaping the trap
I float on down the asphalt
held together by
IT
...It?... whatever, at least the snakes won't hit me...
Huh?
...Yeah, and Terra doesn't mind that you're walking on her either eh?...
You're really fortunate, you know
Hey, can I just go back somewhere warm and cozy?
wherever you want the discovery to take place
I keep forgetting, forgetting my, me...
...
...It's okay Dave, hold it together, it's not real...
Paranoia increase, destination in mind,
losing mind-*+*-
...I wish I had another cigarette
But we're having a joint soon, thank God...
God? God doesn't exist, you feel it, don't you?
Nothing feels, everything feels, but that's irony, it's not real...
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All of a sudden I became fascinated at the dexterity of my left hand,
and with all of my internal experiences rotating through the timeless cycles of infinite external judgement, I became wary of myself.
don't panic
Us three musketeers found ourselves in another forest,
outside the warmth, but with the help of a familiarity; stabilized.
Deep breaths of freedom and relief complimented the ducks on the glass.
How many were there?...
double
Double ducks are trippy
so I struggle to ask if we can be safe.
One last trek through the magic should do it.
Dave said
My destination appeared slowly, aided by the sunlight.
Meanwhile, reality trickled further and further away.
My room seemed to guide me into it,
and it is in this room full of mirrors where I first tasted real fear.
In this extreme state of consciousness - and lack thereof - I wasn't really me...
I was an essence of the unknown.
The itsy bitsy David went walking through himself,
Down came the judgement and washed the David out,
Out came the fears, and dried up all the pain
But the itsy bitsy David might never be again
don't forget to panic
