Throwing No Roses
Fear...Torture...Paranoia...Sorrow...Disintegration...Disgust...Vice...Resignation...Shame... Late one night, you submit to the hallucination, completely. You read the symbols cut into your skin, and burn the books causing the words to float through the air, changing and expanding into shadows of their tangible, material forms... ...Shadows of your childhood memories, shadows of your past friends and lovers, shadows of your present comfortable existence. Only something is wrong, now. Your friends are monsters, your lovers are demons, your acquaintances are corpses. The walls of your room have turned red, and begun melting...pulsating. The fear takes hold. You close your eyes...and listen. "When you gaze long into the Abyss, the Abyss also gazes into you." - Friedrich Nietzsche "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." -Edgar Allen Poe.