The mind taken away. Lost to all present
circumstance. Transported to another plane,
another sphere. Elevated
to a higher conscience.

The physical baggage disposed, no longer
a hindrance. Allowed to roam freely,
to soar aimlessly. The imagination
takes flight.

A garden, no a meadow.
Yes, a meadow of gentle rolling knolls,
in the early morning light! The sun's new
rays reflecting on the dew, making the ordinary
sparkle brighter then the rarest of gems.

The contrast between the cool gra**
beneath my feet, gently caressing my legs,
and the penetrating warmth of the orbed furnace
is very pleasing. Making me feel
rejuvenated and relaxed at the same time.

The periwinkles dance their exotic dance,
bowing to the demands of a gentle breeze.

In the distance, a dark ominous form
spreads across the land. Growing to
mammoth proportion with each step that I take.

I am drawn to this monstrosity against my will!

I know this demon, and as
I breath out the horrid name, it engulfs me.

Once again I am a slave to REALITY.