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Tracing the Synapses of Spirituality Above the influence under the guidance Resulting publication phantasms of the living Private institutions funded by unnamed sources Don't ask the telling Loneliness laughter between the physical realm You can never go back when your not alone My nervous pulses pleasantly awaken me Overdosed fear looking straight dead at me I couldn't move or ask what's happening For my speech motor controls were still hibernating My multi dimensional body was slowly forming I tripped on cosmic junk and fell back in my body A mere second of realm walking The natural effects of the human being Silent sleep inside powerful dreams Sugarless green tea after theta wave sitting.
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 6:15 PM UTC
Sleep Paralysis
Tracing the Synapses of Spirituality Above the influence under the guidance Resulting publication phantasms of the living Private institutions funded by unnamed sources Don't ask the telling Loneliness laughter between the physical realm You can never go back when your not alone My nervous pulses pleasantly awaken me Overdosed fear looking straight dead at me I couldn't move or ask what's happening For my speech motor controls were still hibernating My multi dimensional body was slowly forming I tripped on cosmic junk and fell back in my body A mere second of realm walking The natural effects of the human being Silent sleep inside powerful dreams Sugarless green tea after theta wave sitting.
michael-villarreal
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 6:15 PM UTC
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