December 23, 2020
The trees are on fire. Everything's being pulled into the flow. I feel my skull slowly crumbling, my brain swelling to enjoy the dark blizzard. I can feel the tiniest vibrations growing ever larger by the millisecond. I haven't felt like this for a billion years. I was wondering when it would finally change. The place I've been is dissolving. All around me I see fire no one can see apparently. All of them are smiling. I don't understand the melodies being played. They're coming from another machine. I don't know that machine. Soon, though, I'm sure I will know.