I was knee deep in some mescaline when it all made sense.
The spiritual world had been there all along, my brain fighting it the whole way.
Logic doesn't work here, two paralleled universes. The real world boiling over the brim of Satans coffee cup, ignorant and blind. It all clicked at this moment, my brain completely turned off past the point of reason. I was no longer making my own reality, but just spectating as the freak show rolled by. That's when the introspection turned on and wouldn't subside. My whole life flashed in front of me, complete with the emotions of every tragic episode in my life. It seemed like days, maybe weeks. The devil himself stopped by to show his face. :FIREdevil
His presence was overwhelming, it overcame me. He knew me down to the core. He looked into my eyes and embraced my soul. He wanted to keep me. I realized then I was dying. Somehow sobriety threw a pinhole of light at me. This was my chance to escape this hell. I'll come back fighting and screaming, but that will keep me alive in the world I want to reside in. That's when I heard the harp playing....white light, and the force from up above. Another force clearly there. Should I have married her when I had the chance? This was all about love now. She was beautiful, an innocent young virgin, I loved her. She didn't understand. She took my fight for life as a fight against her. Struggling with my demons has made me a demon. Damn that devil is a trickster.......to be continued. (if you like)
