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Beside Myself

Jumbled and distractedly jarred, I awoke beside myself like a wraith, a spectator to my primal confusion, hamstrung by the goddess Chaos, psychotic and frightfully broken. Drifting through scrambled shrapnel, a witness to my scrappy scrabble salads chasing my fleeting thoughts. I was an ineffectual phantom weeping wounded windswept in the rain, a helpless hapless harlequin of shadows in perpetual refrain. Months passed while doctors pondered me, I compressed moments into kaleidoscopic disarray. My immediacy overruled past and future; and all spacial orientation collapsed. I watched my decline like a desperate specter, never seeing how I could exit my vertigo maze. But as abrupt as it began, it inexplicably stopped. I was engulfed by luminous morning, A bystander to my maelstrom no longer, I arose astonished in tearful release to a world of deeper textures and fevered passions, to this world where I am no longer beside myself.

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Date: 7/26/2020 12:02:00 AM
...ah, comfort with/in/beside yourself.... peace be unto you brother....stan sand
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Thomas Wells
Date: 7/26/2020 12:33:00 AM
Thank you, sand blown! Pax.