I awoke, shacking and quivering, deep within fleeting moments of a time running so then, I could feel the very passage of it all flash by my eyes. It was all like a re-occurring trauma, like a quickly repeating nightmare, one that warned me of...
These moments that are passing by now are so gentle, yet violent all at the same time. It's like feeling everything all at once, the passing of the eras and ages alike, the closing in of this reality as it begins to flood with chaos...
Burning, the feeling of having your eyes close shut tight but they remain restless all the same. The only thing they are able to muster up in these moments are visions of a time that no longer exists, and cloudy dreams of how I had...
Trapped within this vessel and my eyes wide shut, I've drifted off into sleeps that have been tossing around the idea of stepping off the edge, of exiting this reality, of taking it all into my own hands - in hopes I am born into...
My body and mind are enclosed and enveloped, as this vessel which contains my all drifts faster and faster towards the epicenter of this dark pool, towards the inevitable neon lights that await which I know all to well shall cast fates upon me. My...
These neon shimmers that I had once viewed upon my diving into this dark pool have since gone dark as my eyes shut tightly, whilst being enveloped within this vessels. I can feel the splinters of piercing darkness from these darkest nights infiltrating my soul,...
This timeless vessel begins to sink further and further at speeding paces now, this water that surrounds has now turned to a toxic of poison, harmful to my lungs - all I desire in this moment is just to breathe. I can feel it happening...
I have seemingly become quickly enveloped by this ever-evolving vessel that has since devoured me, this vessel that is like a ruin from Valhalla in it's own way. It traps me, encompasses me, preparing me and changing me - quickly, for this transition that is...
I am now quickly becoming punished by the pressuring, yet fleeting and fragile time that remains within this line. As you know all to well, I have long since dove backwards into this dark pool, the last remaining body of water within this place I...
The remaining day's within this dying advent have thinned greatly, as the flames that have now since turned to fires begin to burn ever so brightly - just in time to devour the end of an Advent. Deep down inside, I know that's it's almost...