.secondary voices.......
.avalanche.trinity.cryogen.greenfield
.smooth stuff
.have you ever had the feeling...
.that the world isn't quite right?
.that something, isn't in place?
.or someone not there anymore?
.have you ever thought about how....
.it can all end like that?
.how you can change it all?
.have you ever seen the sun?
.did you see the glow?
.makes sense to end it all.
.makes sense to just go with the flow.
.it makes more sense to be yourself,
.to each their own.
.against the flow.
.have you ever had that feeling...
.that the world isn't quite right?
.that emotions aren't real?
.and that you are just another phase?
.phase of what? life? death? cycli of the universe
.it doesn't make sense
.it doesn't matter
.it just came out and grabbed you
.for what?
.it wasn't my fault
.i didn't force it
.i didn't want it
.i just wanted to be
.but it stung me
.and changed me
.now i am the alternate reality
.glorious, i am god
.worlds sinking into my body
.thoughts forming but never taking hold
.as i see this form, i realize, i am god
.it ended so abrupt
.it is now dead
.but i never knew it
.nor would i want to
.i never saw your face
.i never saw the sun.
from: "voices, surround" by: avalanche
.it isn't this alternate reality that i wanted to call upon you,
.it was the sensation of the whole of the emotional spectrum.
.it was the feeling that you are god.
.somehow it just spoke to me, that image, that feeling, that knowledge.
.i just couldn't resist, and i became the god of my world.
.and i couldn't let go. i was out there, in the void. everlasting joy,
.ever lasting pain, all emotions merging into each other to form the
.ultimate ectasy. once you took this world as your own, you did not want
.to let go. and you would share all you had, and you would give all you
.needed. and it would not matter.
.somehow i grew out of this. somehow reality backed up, and started
.running from me. somehow it didn't like me anymore, and refused to let
.me be with it. and then i fell. i fell so hard, gone was the mixing of
.emotions. i said hello to mr.agony and welcomed him. but he wasn't very
.friendly. it didn't matter. i knew reality would return. that this was
.just a bad dream.
.but it wasn't a dream.
.it was reality, wait, that's not true. it is the reality of my mind,
.the reality that my mind, but not i, chose to accept. i long now for
.reality as i define it. but it isn't here anymore. will it ever come
.back? i don't know.
.and you call this reality?
