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December 2, 2002
The release comes for me when the poison is pushed through my flesh and into my veins.

Slipping into unconsciousness the nonsensical visions emerge, morph and merge together. Proteus rules my subconscious and holds sway in my "reality".

I sense the surreal in my daily activities. I dully wonder, sometimes, how I got to this point. I don't accept life- I'm not part of it. I am merely playing a character, performing a role. Sometimes I am enthusiastic about my part, sometimes I hate it. Most times I just drift along with it, uncaring as to where I'll end up.