visions from the other side
permeate my mind and soul,
like bricks falling off a wall
or sharks attacking a pier...
bizarre and deadly sights
attached to my retina are
bending my reality, distorting
my views - torn death cycles
in and out and around,
kneading me like raw dough,
sounds from the other side
flow through like lightening
ripping holes in time's fabric
too big to be sewn and too
deep to be patched by emotions,
regretful remembers are viewed
on the other side of the other side
when no one is really looking,
symbols of entropy lingering
in spiritual minds, lacking the
courage to speak out...
rigid teeth claw at the mind
tearing open the truth of lies,
leaving us spellbound and in
search of the missing master
who controls the afterlife and
living details we tried to hide.
November 1, 2025
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