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Electrical Overload Brain Stimulation

Contributed by Onslaught on Monday, 13th June 2005 @ 02:25:56 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Living in a daze. Lost in the fog of melancholy. My reality has become abstract. Aimlessly wandering through the emptiness. Now I am without a sense of time or direction. From here everything looks the same. I am looking wildy about. Spinning rapidly. My heart beats slow and my blood is becoming stagnant. I am frantically searching. Faster and faster. Chaotic. My frail hands scavenging about the cold featureless floor in the dark and my nerve endings are dull. There is this constant tingling sensation in the back of my brain and my eyes are rolling into the back of my head. The air around me is undisturbed by my movements and I can’t tell one feeling from another. I’m living in a daze and I am lost in the fog of melancholy. My reality has become abstract and I am aimlessly wandering through the emptiness. My frail hands scavenging about the cold featureless floor in the dark and my nerve endings are dull. I can’t tell one feeling from another and there is this constant tingling sensation in the back of my brain. It’s a strange feeling, this electricity overload within my brain. Its feels like being born. It feels as you would if you were to view all of existence as it was born and as it died. This electrical overload shudder in my brain, it feels good, it feels like evolution, it feels like an upgrade, it feels like increase, it feels wonderful, it feels like mental stimulation, like climax.




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Re: Electrical Overload Brain Stimulation (User Rating: 1 )
by freckle on Friday, 24th June 2005 @ 08:13:29 PM AEST
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Interesting write here. I like how you repeat some of the sentences...it helps set the tone of the write. Nice write....hope your melancholy clears soon!

Carol


Re: Electrical Overload Brain Stimulation (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 16th January 2006 @ 02:40:26 PM AEST
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nice title!

nice subject.
it was a nice read.




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