Consciousness undoneHe lit the last candle silently, preparing himself for the upcoming journey. He knew that he would need all of his strength to survive where he was about to let his mind venture. A wasteland of existance, time did not exist there.Consciousness undone
He took in a deep breath, maddening voices encompassed his being. His vision began to fail him, masses of black clouds swirling too thickly for his eyes to focus. His right leg had began to tingle slightly, soon losing all impulse amongst the sensory nerves. Slowly, as after what seemed to have been hours, the numbness spread completely through out his body. A final attempt to push back these effects c
i found you on random deviant.
you have an outstanding gallery.
keep up the great work.
+genie+
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that is why i will always be by buddha's side while standing next to an end of all rainbows with paddestoelen spurting around each band of color, lightly tinting the tops of each one.
[exercept of 'ken kesey' by genie brown]
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I've been waiting, Alice. Don't you know punctuality is a virtue? -The Jabberwock (American McGee's Alice)
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~neographixx wishes to become *neographixx, or better yet, ` neographixx. Maybe even + neographixx.
Mwaaaaaah
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"What you do speaks so loudly that I cannot hear what you say." -- Ralph Waldo Emerson
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I am the Irish Pistol |--`
Welcome do DevART hun
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"What you do speaks so loudly that I cannot hear what you say." -- Ralph Waldo Emerson
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I am the Irish Pistol |--`
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