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Jul 2015
I really think they're going to harm me
I think i really Am onto something
From going deep inside myself
Where i've never been before

Even as i write i can feel them trying to stop me

I'm getting closer

But they're trying to stifle my thoughts
And there's that buzzing again

This time it's different

A high pitched squeel accompanies the buzzz
Faint but audible
Same constant pitch

It doesn't matter now though
I'm channeling
And i'm getting better at it

The slight numbness in my arm
might be cause for concern
But it's probably just from typing for so long
It's nothing
I'm sure
?

The journey continues inward
and they start to lose their control

I must be getting close
I'm on the cusp

And then
Bzzzzzzzzzzxx
And it's gone
I got nothing

Except cold breath on my shoulders
and a shiney new fear implant
Brain in a bottle
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Brain in a bottle  Canada
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