Tag Archives: Lucid

Is There A Problem

It’s fine. Isn’t it?   It’s all fine. My only problem is, that I have a problem. That’s my motto, my credo. I would dishonest to myself if I didn’t say, It always persisted in my the back of my … Continue reading

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Old Stream of Conscious Note 1

#1 I am warm with fear I sweat a viscous unnameable thing that might closely identify as death.  My jaw painfully locks, which is a slight reprieve from its constant nervous chattering.  The heat from my terrorized brain melts solid … Continue reading

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Beast From The Muck

In a deep rich wood exists a pool of blackness. A muck so dark that light cannot penetrate its depth. The sun shining through the dense foliage of the trees only reflects off of the pool making it appear like … Continue reading

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