Its interesting... how this feels... its like a coldness... surrounding your skin... engulphing you into its deap embrace. Whats so different about this and all the cold embaraces that ahve come before? nothing. Except the fact that this embrace starts at my feet, and ends at my neck... my mind is left open, bmy brain is left warm in its comfortable gooieness... life is now perceived through nothing more then the senses left above my neck... what is destroyed... feeling. Touch. probably a good thing if you think about it. touch can get you killed. How? itll distroy your mind... take you away to a place, where everything is gone, you are gone, you are lost. lost. lost.
Have you ever been lost?... i dont mean in your mind... i just mean lost... lost your way along the street... trying to find something. Actually thats kinda different... when you find yourself lost when your looking for something... then the goal is not to particularly get un-lost. But to just find your destination. But thats all besides the point... have you ever just been wandering around... just walking... and found yourself lost. Round a corner and suddenly realised that you dont know how you got there, youve never seen that street before, and when you turn around you realise you dont recognise that street either. Actually thats an interesting point... when you realise your lost... do you even turn around? or do you enjoy the feeling, the feeling of NO ONE in the world knowing where you are, not even yourself. It can be an amazing feeling, especially if you happen to be lost in a forest, with the light shining through the trees, and wherever you look, things are incredibly different, and yet, they all look the same. It can be an amazing feeling, and sometimes, it can scare you out of your MIND.
Have you ever been scared out of your MiND?
It can be an interesting feeling. It can be fun. Loosing your mind means you break the crust that you have formed around your mind, releasing the fresh skin to the weather of this world. Can you handle the storm?
Storm... storm... storm.
Would you like to join my Storm?
Would you like to dance in the rain?
Would you like to get washed overboard, and perhaps drown yourself
in this ocean of thought.
Would you like to loose your mind?
Would you like to loose yourself?

I have broken the crust, and the fresh skin is tingling...
Would you join me for a drink?

Kiss the petels, make sure their lilac, keep your eyes open, and dont forget to smile.