I was at war with myself I could feel the inner existence of my creation clashing with the outer existence of my kingdom, massive explosions erupting inside my brain, hyper volcanoes rising and flaming, collapsing and shifting under lifeless seas, sunken illusions, crazed dreams, empty shadows suspended in darkness, departed depictions, abstract realities, blackened bridges, burning proximities, toxic chemistry, a splitting scar soaked in slippery tar, diminishing in crippling stages.