Contemplate invisible connections.
Feel them come alive within your mind.
Seek for source without the threat of force.
Through labyrinths of mystifying vision.
Traversing endless paths of generation.
To discover that there is no end in sight
and no one to defend the primal ground.
Without a sound it stole into a mind.
Prying vital power out to bind them
to erotic dreams of unreality.
Pretending, all the while, that it was free.
Invisibly, the spell was cast,
tying knots in seams of sanity.
Reality - hand reaching in.
Pull a thread, the spell began to ravel.
While reasserted, sanity attacks.
Oh, the great relief of coming
back into yourself again at last...

? Michaelette ?

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