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I'm surrounded by darkness, though I am not afraid, scared. What is darkness, but an overwhelming entity, or Deep pit? Have you ever fallen into darkness? Just fell back, you and your chair: You tipped just a little too far, and time  s     l      o         w              e                     d to microseconds .0000001-?       r              ail ... A  ms     fl    ing... (a look of a frightful grimace on your face) Almost an embarrassed feeling of a certainty of what is about to come. Unfortunately, you have predicted wrongly, for you just keep falling, slipping into unknowns. It is dark down there, but you've seen darker. The shock of the experience creates a false shimmer of light, only created by your mind. --Powerful tool, horrible weapon-- The feeling of falling ...A rough relationship with gravity... What did we deserve to always be pushed down?                                 s                                 e                               s                           i                      r Your heart                your soul wants to join. D      O                  W            N A fun journey, a fateful amusement park ride... ... . . . .  .  .                     NO .   .   . .     .     .                                                               Serious. Where is the bottom? IS there       a bottom? Will rustic sPeaRs of IroN anxiously await your company? ... Hundreds of hungry, slimed slithering creatures... Maybe a chilled, satisfying pool of mysterious liquid... Scalding lava, coals, fire... Precious stones, minerals, dull and jagged rocks... Flat concrete, can that be possible? Have others fallen in this spot, not a hole, but a space in time? Creatures, life, does it thrive                                                                                                                                                                 there, here? Or just the suspected death? Blunt wonders of the locations of                       hell               and heaven                , perhaps they've got them switched around? You think, but are simultaneously amazed by your concentration... Mind racing, or rather, f                                            a                                          l                                            l                                         i                                              n                                                                         g                                            Your mind is creating                                             an imaginative world while that world is           shocking, stimulating, and probing your mind. You've arrived! welcome to the darkness
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 12:46 PM UTC
Happy Falling
I'm surrounded by darkness, though I am not afraid, scared. What is darkness, but an overwhelming entity, or Deep pit? Have you ever fallen into darkness? Just fell back, you and your chair: You tipped just a little too far, and time  s     l      o         w              e                     d to microseconds .0000001-?       r              ail ... A  ms     fl    ing... (a look of a frightful grimace on your face) Almost an embarrassed feeling of a certainty of what is about to come. Unfortunately, you have predicted wrongly, for you just keep falling, slipping into unknowns. It is dark down there, but you've seen darker. The shock of the experience creates a false shimmer of light, only created by your mind. --Powerful tool, horrible weapon-- The feeling of falling ...A rough relationship with gravity... What did we deserve to always be pushed down?                                 s                                 e                               s                           i                      r Your heart                your soul wants to join. D      O                  W            N A fun journey, a fateful amusement park ride... ... . . . .  .  .                     NO .   .   . .     .     .                                                               Serious. Where is the bottom? IS there       a bottom? Will rustic sPeaRs of IroN anxiously await your company? ... Hundreds of hungry, slimed slithering creatures... Maybe a chilled, satisfying pool of mysterious liquid... Scalding lava, coals, fire... Precious stones, minerals, dull and jagged rocks... Flat concrete, can that be possible? Have others fallen in this spot, not a hole, but a space in time? Creatures, life, does it thrive                                                                                                                                                                 there, here? Or just the suspected death? Blunt wonders of the locations of                       hell               and heaven                , perhaps they've got them switched around? You think, but are simultaneously amazed by your concentration... Mind racing, or rather, f                                            a                                          l                                            l                                         i                                              n                                                                         g                                            Your mind is creating                                             an imaginative world while that world is           shocking, stimulating, and probing your mind. You've arrived! welcome to the darkness
john-m-douglas
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 12:46 PM UTC
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